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

calm and contented as

the peeled oranges that Maverick had prepared, someone unexpectedly grabbed her

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

glance and explained in a low, raspy

It’s dirty.

silent, contentedly indulging in Maverick’s

orange, Nico completed his

drenched in fresh blood, Samantha’s hair clung

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

not help but take a second glance at

compassionate, but it turned out

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

and gestured for Shirley

regained her freedom, she hurried to

is just repayment for the debt from the charity gala

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

or should I take matters into my own

actually expect a response

to prepare for their departure but then remembered the explosion that

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

the Lane residence were terrified by Gwendolyn’s sudden raid,

their panic, they completely forgot to attend to Samantha,

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

on the other hand, was completely unfazed as she carried on without

leisurely savored the glimmering sunlight along

might not have been warm, she still found it

of Shadow Bell were given

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

half an hour ahead of schedule to meet up

was already aware of Gwendolyn’s afternoon incident at

then handed her a

of the Lane family for many

be prepared

the

didn’t give me any

words, Treyton

held his hand

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

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

he hadn’t come, I would have

to take credit for it in front

coffee cup down and headed for