Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 166 Cruel Little Game

Gwendolyn pursed her lips and fixed her cold eyes on Maverick inside the cabin, but she remained silent.

Following her gaze, Charles looked into the cabin. His deep blue eyes narrowed slightly, and a wicked smile played at the corners of his mouth.

“Gwen, how about we play an interesting game?”

“What?”

Gwendolyn turned to look at him. When she saw his expression, her heart was filled with a sense of foreboding.

Without saying anything, Charles gently raised his hand.

His subordinates understood immediately and quickly approached the cabin.

Inside, Natasha was crying her heart out with deep regret.

“Mave, I don’t want to die here, and I certainly don’t want to go back to prison. Can you help me? I’m willing to cooperate and tell you everything I know. In return, I only ask for enough money for a comfortable life and assistance in leaving the country. I promise that once I’m gone, I’ll never return to Chanaea and trouble you again.”

Maverick fell silent for a moment before he spoke in a cold tone. “That depends on how much you know and whether it’s worth the money I’m paying.”

“All right. I’ll tell you everything you want to know!”

Natasha propped herself up with her hands, struggling to stand. As she straightened her body, a faint sound of wind reached her ears.

Following that, she felt a slight sting on the side of her neck. She instinctively reached out to touch the source of the sensation and discovered something foreign embedded in her skin.

Upon removing the object from her neck, she noticed that it was a syringe thinner than a pinky finger.

Natasha was baffled.

At the sight of the empty syringe in her hand, Maverick furrowed his brows and swiftly whipped his head around to look out the window. In that split second, he caught a glimpse of a swift figure flashing by.

“Nico.”

out, but there was no response from outside the

turned numb. Blood vessels emerged in her pupils as a fleeting expression of pain crossed her

would tell you? In your dreams! If I can’t have it easy, neither can you and Gwendolyn, that b*tch! I’ll

and her teeth bared, she lunged toward Maverick

brimmed in her eyes, which emanated an unwavering resolve to rend him apart

to the side, making sure Natasha didn’t even touch a

descended into

Gwendolyn shot Charles a

“What did you do?”

in time, their hearts will give out, and they will die. This drug has only been

stared at Charles

far more ruthless and vicious than she

soul. She couldn’t help wondering what exactly he had experienced over the

longer the Charles I

as he looked straight into her eyes, his blue

a faint smile, took out a revolver from the back of his waistband, swiftly loaded

expression turned serious. “What is the meaning

I’ll give you choices. You can stand by and watch as she brutally tortures him to death, which would serve as a fitting punishment for

this revolver, loaded with just one bullet, to end the life of the woman inside. Or, you can take matters into your own hands

at him incredulously.

fugitive and your servant. He’s just a little pet. You can easily find a replacement since he disobeyed you,” he said

stared at Charles coldly. “He belongs to me, and you have no right in deciding what will happen to

moved the gun in his hand closer to Gwendolyn. “Of course. That’s why the choice is

stern as she observed the situation inside the room. Maverick was

had been lured away by Charles’ people, leaving Maverick isolated and helpless. If the

frowned. “I

fell, she made a move to rush into the cabin. Charles,

she swung her hand back and slapped Charles across

with a smile still adorning his face. “Feel free to slap me if it brings you satisfaction, but I won’t allow you to enter. Those who have taken the 545 special drug go berserk and lose control. It’s too risky, and I cannot jeopardize your safety. Your only option is to use a gun to

“I don’t know how to use a

personally taught you how to shoot back then. Come on, let me see