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.”

was no response

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

with intense hatred. “Do you really think I would tell you? In your dreams! If I can’t have it easy, neither can you

contorted ferociously, and with a piercing scream and her

been unleashed. Lethal intent brimmed in her eyes,

side, making sure Natasha

house descended into

Natasha’s condition, Gwendolyn shot

“What did you do?”

their aggression in time, their hearts will give out, and they will die. This drug has only been experimented on animals thus far. But Natasha, being a fugitive, will face a torturous experience once she is sent

stared at

apart, he was far more ruthless and vicious

his handsome, ethereal appearance was now a twisted soul. She couldn’t help wondering what exactly

longer

but as he looked straight into her eyes,

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

her expression turned serious. “What is the meaning

you choices. You can stand by and watch as she brutally

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

widened as she stared at him incredulously. “You must be

that room, there’s only a fugitive and your servant. He’s just a little pet. You

at Charles coldly. “He belongs to me, and you have no right

his hand closer to Gwendolyn. “Of course. That’s why the

Maverick was skillfully evading Natasha’s attacks, determined

Maverick isolated and helpless. If the situation persisted,

“I choose

she made a move to rush into the cabin. Charles, with his quick reflexes,

burned with fury. The next moment, she swung her hand back

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,

don’t know how

how to shoot back then. Come on,