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, was deeply distressed by

calm and

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

and saw Maverick with a handkerchief,

low, raspy

It’s dirty.

silent, contentedly indulging in Maverick’s

orange, Nico completed

in wounds and drenched in fresh blood, Samantha’s hair

disheveled and pitiful; her agony was so intense that

calculated, pinpointing areas

looked like a bloody rag doll, but in reality,

take a second glance

compassionate, but it turned

glanced at Maverick

smoothed her dress, and gestured for Shirley

Shirley regained her freedom, she hurried to

for the debt

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

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

expect a response from

to prepare for their departure but then remembered the explosion that had occurred in her car the

the Lane residence and had the orange tree in the backyard taken away, as she had a fondness

by

to attend to

your life!” Shirley’s enraged and vengeful cry could

unfazed as she

leisurely savored the glimmering sunlight along

warm, she still found it refreshing, leaving

Shadow Bell were given orders to silently

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

work tasks, Gwendolyn left the office half an hour ahead

of Gwendolyn’s afternoon incident at the Lane residence, finding it both amusing and

her a freshly brewed cup of

for many years, and her network in Fairlake

be prepared for

Gwendolyn casually accepted the coffee, her expression

be more worried if Shirley didn’t give me any

Gwendolyn’s words, Treyton recognized her

but Gwendolyn gently held

“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

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

he hadn’t come, I would have

he has the audacity to take

her coffee