Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 157

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.”

the

“No, don’t… Ahh!”

was filled

deeply distressed by that and started

and contented as

her wrist. She turned her head and saw Maverick with

in a low, raspy voice,

indulging in Maverick’s attentive

eating the last orange, Nico

blood, Samantha’s hair clung to her head, soaked with sweat. She

calculated, pinpointing areas that inflicted intense pain without being life-threatening. At first sight,

Nico. She had assumed he would be kind and compassionate, but it

she pondered this, Gwendolyn subtly glanced at Maverick but chose not to

smoothed her dress, and gestured for

her freedom, she hurried to Samantha’s side, bawling her

is just repayment for the debt from the charity gala day. My eight billion and eight hundred million have been in the Lane family’s hands for quite some time now.

as she

in her car the last time. As a result, she ordered the destruction of all the luxury

Gwendolyn’s sudden raid, causing them to shake in fear. In their panic, they completely forgot to attend to Samantha, who had

up for the rest of your life!”

unfazed as

street. Although it might not have been warm, she still found it refreshing, leaving her feeling

the members of Shadow Bell were given

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

half an hour

residence, finding it both amusing and

many years, and her network in Fairlake is still quite extensive. She won’t

more

Treyton recognized her determination and felt relieved. He affectionately tousled her hair, but Gwendolyn gently held his hand in place as

you be happy that you’ve just

“Treyton…”

the night of the charity gala?

turned grave and

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