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.

Shirley, who was standing nearby,

and

for the peeled oranges that Maverick had prepared, someone unexpectedly

head and saw Maverick with a handkerchief, half-crouched by her side, tenderly wiping

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

It’s dirty.

remained silent, contentedly indulging in Maverick’s

the last orange, Nico completed his task

fresh blood, Samantha’s hair clung to

and pitiful; her agony was so

pinpointing areas that

like a bloody rag

not help but take a second glance at

kind and compassionate,

she pondered this, Gwendolyn subtly glanced at Maverick but chose not to say

smoothed her dress, and

hurried

“This is just repayment for the

billion and eight hundred million have been in

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

did not actually expect

to prepare for their departure but then remembered the explosion

she ordered the destruction of all the luxury cars at the Lane residence and had the orange tree

housekeepers at the Lane residence were terrified by Gwendolyn’s sudden raid, causing them to

to attend to Samantha, who had collapsed in front

you locked up for the rest of your life!” Shirley’s enraged and vengeful cry could still be

hand, was completely unfazed as she

winter drew near, Gwendolyn leisurely savored the glimmering sunlight along the

have been warm, she still found it refreshing, leaving

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

still plenty of time in the afternoon, Gwendolyn had Nico and Neville escort Maverick back to the villa while she made her

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

of Gwendolyn’s afternoon incident at the Lane residence,

a freshly brewed

Lane family for many years,

be prepared for what is

the

worried if Shirley didn’t give me any trouble,”

words, Treyton

Gwendolyn gently held his

“What’s the matter? Shouldn’t you be happy that you’ve just settled your scores at the Lane 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 the one who jumped into the river to rescue me?” Treyton’s face then turned grave and serious in

frowned as he replied with a deep voice, “He clearly had

if he hadn’t come,

he has the audacity to take credit for it in

a sigh, Gwendolyn placed her coffee cup down and headed for