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.”

briefly and then happily received the dagger. “Don’t worry; I’ll take care of

“No, don’t… Ahh!”

was filled with blood-curdling

nearby, was deeply distressed by that

remained calm and contented

unexpectedly grabbed her wrist. She turned her head and saw

a low, raspy voice, “You’ve got a little blood

remained silent, contentedly indulging in Maverick’s

the last orange, Nico completed his

and drenched in fresh blood, Samantha’s hair clung to her head, soaked with sweat. She looked disheveled and pitiful; her agony was so intense

inflicted intense pain without being life-threatening. At first sight, Samantha

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

Gwendolyn subtly glanced at Maverick but chose not

up, smoothed her dress, and gestured for Shirley to

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

been in the Lane family’s hands for quite some time now.

silent as she glared at Gwendolyn

expect a response from Shirley. She then commanded her people to prepare for their departure but then remembered the explosion that had occurred in her car the last time. As a result, she ordered the destruction of all the luxury cars at the Lane residence and had the orange tree in the backyard

fear.

this! I’ll have you locked up for the rest of your life!” Shirley’s enraged and vengeful

hand, was completely unfazed as she carried

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

the members of Shadow Bell were given orders to silently return to their respective

in the afternoon, Gwendolyn had Nico and Neville escort Maverick back to the villa while

work tasks, Gwendolyn left the office half an hour ahead of

at the Lane residence, finding it

years, and her network in Fairlake is still quite extensive. She won’t let this go easily, so be prepared for what is coming

her expression nonchalant. “I’d be more worried if Shirley didn’t give me any

words, 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

“Treyton…”

“Did Maverick go to Crane Bridge on the night of the charity gala? Was he the one

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