Wooing My Ex-Wife
Chapter 157
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.
air was filled with blood-curdling screaMs. Shirley, who was
and contented as
oranges that Maverick had prepared, someone
turned her head and saw Maverick with a handkerchief, half-crouched by her side, tenderly wiping
Gwendolyn’s glance and explained in a low, raspy voice, “You’ve
It’s dirty.
contentedly indulging in Maverick’s
orange, Nico completed
fresh blood, Samantha’s hair clung to her head,
pitiful; her agony was so
were deviously calculated, pinpointing areas that
like a bloody rag doll, but in reality, her wounds
but take
assumed he would be kind and compassionate, but it turned
at Maverick but chose
smoothed her dress, and gestured for Shirley to
hurried to Samantha’s side, bawling
just repayment for the debt from
hundred million have been in the Lane
you want to return it yourselves, or should I take matters into my own hands?” Shirley
did not actually expect
commanded her people to prepare for their departure but then remembered
Lane residence and had the
were terrified by
to attend to Samantha, who had
sure you pay for this! I’ll have you locked up for the rest of your life!” Shirley’s enraged and vengeful cry could still be heard from behind as they left
unfazed as she carried
savored the glimmering sunlight
have been warm, she still found it refreshing,
of Shadow Bell were given orders to silently return
afternoon, Gwendolyn had Nico and Neville escort Maverick back to the villa while
the office half
Gwendolyn’s afternoon incident at
her a freshly brewed cup of
Lane family for many years, and her network in
this go easily, so be prepared
Gwendolyn casually accepted the coffee,
more worried if Shirley didn’t give me any
heard Gwendolyn’s words, Treyton
held his hand in place as her
paused before saying, “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
replied with a deep voice,
he hadn’t come, I would
has the audacity to take credit for
her coffee cup down
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