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.”

but there was no response from outside

gradually turned numb. Blood vessels emerged in her pupils as a

I would tell you? In your dreams! If I can’t have it easy, neither can you and Gwendolyn, that b*tch! I’ll send you to your death first, and she’ll soon join you!”

with a piercing scream and her teeth bared, she lunged

was as if the dormant beast within Natasha had been unleashed. Lethal intent brimmed in her eyes, which emanated

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

descended into

Natasha’s condition, Gwendolyn

“What did you do?”

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 back to prison. Why not make use of

at Charles in

was far more ruthless and

handsome, ethereal appearance was now a twisted soul. She couldn’t help wondering what exactly he had experienced over the past seven

outrageous. You’re no longer

was indifferent, but as he looked straight into her eyes, his blue

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

looked down, her expression turned serious.

your pet’s physical strength, he won’t last more than five minutes against this woman. I’ll give you choices. You can stand by and watch as she brutally tortures him to death, which would

life of the woman inside. Or, you can

as she stared at him incredulously.

with a sinister light. “Inside that room, there’s only a fugitive and your servant. He’s just a little

teeth and stared at Charles coldly. “He belongs to me, and you

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

turned stern as she observed the situation inside the room. Maverick was skillfully evading Natasha’s attacks, determined

people, leaving Maverick isolated and helpless. If the situation

“I choose

made a move to rush into the cabin. Charles, with his quick reflexes, grabbed her arm and

moment, she swung her hand back and slapped Charles across

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

daggers at him. “I don’t know

I personally taught you how to shoot back then. Come on, let me see if your shooting skills have regressed or