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.

with blood-curdling screaMs. Shirley, who

remained calm and contented

oranges that Maverick had prepared, someone

with a handkerchief, half-crouched by her side, tenderly wiping her

low, raspy voice, “You’ve got a little

It’s dirty.

remained silent, contentedly

the last orange, Nico completed his task as

Samantha’s hair

pitiful; her agony was so intense that she instantly lost

calculated, pinpointing areas that inflicted intense

like a bloody rag doll, but in reality, her wounds were

but take a second glance

kind and compassionate, but it turned out he was pretty

at

her dress, and

she hurried to Samantha’s

is just repayment for the debt from the

eight billion and eight hundred million have been in the Lane family’s hands for quite some time

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

expect

her people to prepare for their departure but then remembered the

Lane residence and had the orange tree in the backyard taken away, as she had

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

panic, they completely forgot to attend to Samantha, who had collapsed in front of

rest of your life!” Shirley’s enraged and vengeful cry could still be heard from behind as they left the entrance of the Lane

on the other hand, was completely unfazed as she carried on

near, Gwendolyn leisurely savored the glimmering sunlight along the

not have been warm, she still

of Shadow Bell were given

the afternoon, Gwendolyn had Nico and Neville escort Maverick back to the villa while she

the office half an hour ahead of schedule

was already aware of Gwendolyn’s afternoon incident at the Lane residence,

her a freshly brewed cup of

Lane family for many years, and her network in Fairlake is still

this go easily, so be

Gwendolyn casually accepted the

didn’t give me any trouble,”

words, Treyton recognized her determination and

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

residence? “Treyton…” Gwendolyn paused, her gaze meeting Treyton’s as she asked, “Did Maverick go to Crane Bridge on the night of the charity gala? Was he

with a deep voice,

come,

to take credit for it in front

her coffee cup down and headed for the