Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 167

Chapter 167 A Pet For Her Revenge

A sudden sharp pain coursed through Maverick’s body as a gunshot sounded.

The pain didn’t come from his chest, but from his right arm.

His eyes shot open, and he looked down to see a streak of blood on his white shirt. A bullet had grazed his arm.

All of a sudden, the clamor behind him ceased.

He glanced back and saw Natasha still in the same aggressive stance, ready to attack. Her expression gradually turned from ferocious to numb as a bullet had pierced through her chest.

Blood bloomed like a vibrant poppy flower and stained her dress crimson.

Natasha paused for a moment. At the sight of blood on her chest, she turned deathly pale. Her eyes rolled back, and she collapsed and fell unconscious.

Slow, loud claps could be heard from the doorway just then.

Charles looked at Gwendolyn with admiration shining in his eyes. “You’re too modest, Gwen. You still have such accurate aim even though you haven’t touched a gun in years. You truly are my student,” he praised.

Gwendolyn tossed the revolver in her hand aside. Her expression was stone cold under the dim light of the kerosene lamp, and she didn’t respond to Charles at all.

Maverick remained in the same spot and met Charles’ gaze.

Charles laughed sarcastically, but it was unclear whether he was laughing at Maverick or himself. “You win. We just played a game where Gwen had to choose between you and this woman. Even after you came to the suburbs this late to meet your ex-lover behind her back, she still chose you. It’s making me envious,” he remarked.

“A game?” Maverick repeated, feeling a chill run down his spine.

He pursed his thin lips and scrunched his brows as he looked at Gwendolyn.

She didn’t look at him but instead stared at Natasha, who had fallen to the ground. “Is this what you wanted to see? Is it fun?” Gwendolyn asked Charles.

“It’s not fun, because I’ve upset you,” Charles replied.

desolation, and his voice softened slightly. “Gwen, you’re still young, so it’s understandable that you want a plaything. But I can also play with you

even more when Charles mentioned

were

straight ahead, not looking at any of them. As she turned to leave the cabin, she said, “It’s getting late, and I’m tired. Mr. Newton, since you requested this game, I’ll leave you

wasn’t following her. “Are you coming? Or do

scrambled to catch

flying from the intensity. Their disdain

way back to Bay Villa. No one took

turned his head

outside the window with a blank

her profile, etching her

when Maverick realized that Gwendolyn was aiming for Natasha and not him, he

pressure in the car was too much at the moment as it was evident that Gwendolyn was in a bad mood. William,

tentatively reached out, crossing the invisible boundary between them,

staring out the car

catch her attention, he let out

was

of the injury,”

remained serene

at the wound on his right arm dejectedly. It wasn’t

seemed like Gwendolyn was

that William felt he could cut

to speak honestly. “After the charity gala last time, I had Neville keep an eye on her. Tonight, I followed Natasha’s trail. I

narrowed her eyes but continued to

was actually

admired him and always followed him around

Charles then joined the Central Intelligence Agency for training, while she was met with misfortune the

seems so unfamiliar this time… There’s something strange

Gwendolyn was deep in thought, Maverick quietly watched her

promptly opened the car door and walked to the front door.

return to work at Wright Construction Group. The deadline of the

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