Wooing My Ex-Wife

The humiliating memories were brought to mind.

Samantha glared at Gwendolyn while her gaze was filled with a fierce hatred that made her look murderous.

“I have no idea where they are.

And even if I did, I wouldn’t share that with you! In fact, I’m still hoping for them to kill you!” “So, you’re not telling, huh?” Despite the gentle tone of Gwendolyn’s voice, her eyes held a trace of coldness.

“Well then, it’s time for us to settle the score.

” Gwendolyn paused briefly, retracting the dagger from Samantha’s chin and shifting it slowly to her right shoulder blade.

“When my car exploded that day, a shard accidentally cut my shoulder.

Let’s start there.

” Fear filled Samantha’s eyes as her face grew pale, and she vigorously shook her head.

“No, please! It had nothing to do with me! It was your own carelessness… Ahh!” A piercing scream then echoed across the horizon.

With icy brutality, Gwendolyn raised her hand and plunged the dagger down.

Samantha shivered in agony, her body drenched in a cold sweat, while blood seeped from her shoulder, staining her white dress.

Samantha glared angrily at Gwendolyn with frustration and warned, “Just wait and see, you wicked woman! I won’t let you get away with this!” Gwendolyn commented, “You still have the energy to curse, so it seems you’re not in much pain.

” She then moved the dagger closer to Samantha’s pale arm and offered, “I’ll give you one last chance.

Where are the people backing you and Natasha?” Samantha bit her lip fiercely as Gwendolyn prepared to strike again.

Samantha then hurriedly exclaimed, “I have no clue; I swear! He never revealed his identity to me.

He only informs me when there’s a mission, and he also has Natasha with him.

I genuinely don’t know!” Gwendolyn stared at Samantha for a moment; she then put away the dagger and sat back down on the recliner.

Samantha thought that Gwendolyn had spared her.

However, she barely had a chance to relax when she saw Gwendolyn pass the knife to Nico, her voice calm yet chillingly merciless.

“I had a knife wound on my arm that day, but Elven and Ezra were slashed countless times.

Take care of this; you know what to do.

” Having received that sudden instruction, Nico paused briefly and then happily received the dagger.

“Don’t worry; I’ll take care of it.

You can count on me.

The air was filled with blood-curdling screaMs. Shirley, who was standing

calm and contented

reached for the peeled oranges that Maverick had

turned her head and saw Maverick with a handkerchief, half-crouched

and explained in a low,

It’s dirty.

silent, contentedly indulging in

eating the last orange, Nico completed

and drenched in fresh blood, Samantha’s hair clung to her head, soaked with

was so

maneuvers were deviously calculated, pinpointing areas that inflicted intense pain without being

looked like a bloody rag doll, but in reality,

not help but take a second glance at

kind and compassionate, but it turned out he

at Maverick but

stood up, smoothed her dress, and gestured

Shirley regained her freedom, she hurried to Samantha’s side,

for the debt from the charity

billion and eight hundred million have been in the Lane

it yourselves, or should I take matters into my own hands?” Shirley remained silent as

not actually expect a response

her people to prepare for their departure but then remembered the explosion that had occurred in her car the last

she ordered the destruction of all the luxury cars at the Lane residence and had the orange tree in the backyard taken away, as she had a fondness for its delicious

Lane residence were terrified by Gwendolyn’s sudden raid, causing them to shake

forgot to attend to Samantha, who had collapsed in

of your life!” Shirley’s enraged and vengeful cry could

unfazed as she carried

leisurely savored the glimmering sunlight along

she still found

mission successfully carried out, the members of Shadow Bell were given orders to silently

Neville escort Maverick back to the villa while she made her way to the

tasks, Gwendolyn left the office half an hour ahead of schedule to

Gwendolyn’s afternoon incident at the Lane residence, finding it

handed her a freshly brewed cup of

for many years, and her network in Fairlake is

let this go easily, so be prepared for what is

casually accepted the coffee, her expression

didn’t give me

Gwendolyn’s words, Treyton recognized

tousled her hair, but Gwendolyn gently held his hand in place as

gaze meeting Treyton’s as she asked, “Did Maverick go to Crane Bridge on the night of the charity gala? Was he the one who jumped into the river to rescue me?” Treyton’s

he replied with a deep

he hadn’t come, I would have

now he has the audacity to take

Gwendolyn placed her coffee cup down and headed for