Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

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.”

received that sudden instruction, Nico paused briefly and then happily received the dagger. “Don’t

“No, don’t… Ahh!”

air was filled

standing nearby, was deeply distressed

calm and contented as she

Maverick had prepared, someone unexpectedly grabbed her wrist. She turned her head and saw

and explained in a low, raspy voice, “You’ve got a little blood

remained silent, contentedly indulging in Maverick’s attentive

orange,

hair clung to her head, soaked with sweat. She looked disheveled and pitiful; her

life-threatening. At first sight, Samantha looked like a bloody rag doll, but in reality, her wounds were

could not help but take a second glance at Nico. She had assumed he would be kind and compassionate, but it turned out

at Maverick but chose

dress, and gestured for Shirley

Shirley regained her freedom, she hurried to

day. My eight billion and eight hundred million have been in the Lane family’s hands for quite some time now. Do you want to return it yourselves, or should I

as she glared

commanded her people to prepare for their departure but then remembered the explosion that had occurred in her car the last time. As a result, she ordered the destruction of all the luxury cars at the Lane residence and had the orange tree in the backyard taken away, as she had a fondness for

in fear. In their panic, they completely forgot to attend to Samantha, who had collapsed in

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 the entrance of the

unfazed as she carried on

the glimmering sunlight along the street. Although it might

successfully carried out, the members of Shadow Bell

time in the afternoon, Gwendolyn had Nico and Neville escort Maverick back to the villa while she made her way to the

work tasks, Gwendolyn left the office half an hour ahead of

at the Lane residence, finding it both amusing and ridiculous. He

is still quite extensive. She won’t

the coffee, her expression nonchalant. “I’d be more worried if Shirley didn’t

affectionately tousled her hair, but Gwendolyn gently held his hand in place as

paused before saying, “What’s the matter? Shouldn’t you be happy that you’ve just settled

“Treyton…”

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

turned grave