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 nearby, was deeply distressed by

and contented as

that

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

in a low, raspy voice, “You’ve got

It’s dirty.

silent, contentedly indulging in Maverick’s attentive

last orange, Nico completed his task as

Samantha’s hair

agony was so intense that

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

first sight, Samantha looked like a bloody rag doll, but in reality,

could not help but take

he would be kind and compassionate, but it turned out he

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

smoothed her dress, and gestured for

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

for the debt from the

have been in the Lane family’s hands for quite some time

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

expect a response from

but then remembered the explosion that had

and had the orange tree

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

they completely forgot to attend to Samantha, who

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

unfazed as she carried on without even

drew near, Gwendolyn leisurely savored the glimmering

she still found it refreshing, leaving her feeling

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

time in the afternoon, Gwendolyn had Nico and Neville escort Maverick back

left the office half an hour ahead of

afternoon incident at the Lane

then handed her a freshly brewed cup of

Lane family for many years, and her network

be prepared for what is

the

be more worried if Shirley didn’t give me

heard Gwendolyn’s words, Treyton recognized her

Gwendolyn gently held his hand in place as

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

replied with a deep voice, “He clearly had ulterior

he hadn’t come, I would have

audacity to take credit for

Gwendolyn placed her coffee cup down