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.

“No, don’t… Ahh!” The air was filled with blood-curdling screaMs. Shirley, who was standing nearby, was deeply distressed

calm and contented as

oranges that Maverick had prepared,

her head and saw Maverick with a

in a low,

It’s dirty.

contentedly indulging in

orange, Nico completed his task

fresh blood, Samantha’s hair clung to

looked disheveled and pitiful; her agony was so intense

areas that inflicted intense pain without

Samantha looked like a bloody rag doll, but in reality, her wounds

but take a

assumed he would be kind and compassionate,

subtly glanced at Maverick but chose not to say

her dress, and gestured for Shirley

her freedom, she hurried to

Shirley, “This is just repayment for the debt from

and eight hundred million have been in the

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

actually expect a response

people to prepare for their departure but then remembered the explosion

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

housekeepers at the Lane residence were terrified by

forgot to attend to Samantha, who had collapsed in front of

your life!” Shirley’s enraged

was completely unfazed as she carried on

winter drew near, Gwendolyn leisurely savored the

might not have been warm, she still

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 office half an hour ahead of schedule to meet up with

incident at the Lane residence, finding it both amusing

her a

Lane family for

go easily, so be prepared for

accepted the coffee,

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

he heard Gwendolyn’s words, Treyton recognized her determination and felt

hair, but Gwendolyn gently held his hand in

“Did Maverick go to Crane Bridge on the night of the

a deep

come, I

to take credit for it in front

With a sigh, Gwendolyn placed her coffee cup down and