Chapter 22 Never Understood Her

Gwendolyn clenched her jaw. Instead of slowing down, she floored the accelerator and picked up speed. Her eyes glimmered with a fiery resolve as if she was ready to take them on.

Both black car drivers were taken aback as she drove towards them without hesitation.

Two seconds before they were about to bump into each other, the black cars retreated in unison, allowing Gwendolyn’s Volkswagen Santana to slip away through the small gap between them.

Before she could heave a sigh of relief, the black cars immediately came after her.

Gwendolyn wanted to go around in circles to shake them off, but her Volkswagen Santana wasn’t quick enough to do so.

She bit her lip, but her heart was unusually calm.

Through the rearview mirror, she roughly estimated the number of occupants in the black cars.

There were five people in each black car including the driver.

There were ten strong, burly men in total.

I’ll be at a disadvantage if the fight continues for too long. If I use my abilities wisely, however, I may have a sixty percent chance of emerging victorious. I’ll have to confront them no matter what. I’m feeling grumpy today, so it’ll feel nice to have a good fight! F*ck it!

After making up her mind, she drove her car toward an abandoned building on the outskirts. Her face showed a steely determination as she pulled into the parking lot.

The black cars skidded to a halt behind her, and ten intimidating burly men armed with batons got down.

Gwendolyn leaned on her car casually with her arms folded.

The thugs‘ faces lit up with excitement when they saw her voluptuous figure clothed in a snug white dress.

They were convinced they had struck gold by accepting this deal.

Without fear, Gwendolyn swept her gaze over them and parted her lips to ask, “Tell me. Who sent you here?”

don’t blame us for what’s about

them, as they

lips curled. A cold gleam filled her

as she said her piece, the ten thugs raised

Honk, honk, honk!

far away, a car started

Lamborghini Huracan drifted seamlessly

was

the car for his poor driving skills and deducted a

of the car with a cold expression

an intimidating aura, making him seem like he had ten men behind him even though he was

dropped wide open at the sight

he strode past Gwendolyn and aimed a swift kick at one thug. His kick sent the thug

raised their batons and charged

he was here to save a damsel in distress, Gwendolyn put on her high heels and leaned back against her car

that someone was here

minutes, he managed to take down most of the thugs. The only man left standing was the leader who glared at Maverick

his hands, his gaze as dark and foreboding as the

profusely as he fell to his knees and begged, “Please spare me. I’ll leave right away! I promise I won’t bother the lady

Gwendolyn strutted over in her high heels. Grabbing the leader’s

any job as long as the client is willing to pay well. I don’t know who

raised her

murderous glare and wailed, “Gorgeous! No, Goddess! I swear I don’t know anything! The client paid

kick sent him flying straight into a

A cracking sound echoed as the man coughed up

scowled as she turned over her shoulder to glance at Maverick as he was the one who had delivered

“Seriously? These thugs are unbelievably nasty. Don’t tell me you’re planning to let

found out what they intended to do to Gwendolyn, I couldn’t control my rage. Despite our separation, she’s still my ex–wife, and I won’t allow anyone else to lay a finger on her. That man deserves death, right? She’s a fool for

you kicked him, so he didn’t experience any pain at all. You should’ve tortured him while he was conscious. The agony will make him long for

was speechless. It turns out I was wrong. She isn’t kind at all, for

matter. There’s no need

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