Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

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?”

leered at her. “Beautiful, don’t blame us for what’s about to happen. Blame yourself for crossing someone

who hired them, as they

them, she kicked off her high heels as her lips curled. A cold gleam filled her eyes as

the ten thugs raised their batons and charged

Honk, honk, honk!

a car

silver–grey Lamborghini Huracan drifted seamlessly

driver was

of the car for his poor driving skills and deducted a

of the car with a cold expression after it screeched

him seem like he had

wide open at

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

thugs instantly raised their batons and charged

high heels and leaned back against her car to witness the heroic

she was thrilled that someone was

merciless. In just a few minutes, he managed to take down most of the thugs. The only man

as dark and foreboding

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

ask questions when Gwendolyn strutted over in her high heels. Grabbing the leader’s collar, she shot him a vicious glare and demanded,

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

her arm

He took one look at Maverick’s murderous glare and wailed, “Gorgeous! No, Goddess! I swear I don’t know anything! The client paid us handsomely to sexually assault

a kick sent him flying straight into a

sound echoed as the man coughed up

over her shoulder to glance at Maverick as he was the one who had delivered the kick. “Why

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

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

you kicked him, so he didn’t experience any pain at all. You should’ve tortured

I was wrong. She isn’t kind at all, for she

to look into the matter. There’s no need to worry or