The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

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.”

Nico paused briefly and then happily received the dagger. “Don’t worry; I’ll

“No, don’t… Ahh!”

air was filled with blood-curdling

was deeply

and contented

oranges that Maverick had prepared, someone unexpectedly grabbed her wrist. She turned her head and saw Maverick

caught Gwendolyn’s glance and explained in a low, raspy voice, “You’ve got a little blood

remained silent, contentedly indulging in Maverick’s

last orange,

and drenched in fresh blood, Samantha’s hair clung to her head, soaked with

being life-threatening. At first sight, Samantha looked like a bloody rag doll, but in reality,

not help but take a second glance at Nico. She had assumed

this, Gwendolyn subtly glanced at Maverick but chose not to

dress, and gestured for Shirley

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

gala day. My eight billion and eight hundred million have been in the Lane family’s hands for quite

she glared at

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 taken

them to shake in fear. In their panic, they completely forgot to attend to Samantha, who

you pay for this! I’ll have you locked up for the rest of your life!” Shirley’s enraged and vengeful cry could still be heard from behind as they left the entrance of the

completely unfazed as she carried

winter drew near, Gwendolyn leisurely savored the glimmering sunlight along the street. Although it might not have been warm, she still found it

successfully carried out, the members of Shadow Bell were given orders

plenty of time in the afternoon, Gwendolyn had Nico and Neville escort Maverick back to the villa while she made her way

the office half an hour ahead of schedule to

afternoon incident at the Lane residence, finding it both amusing and ridiculous.

her network in Fairlake is still quite extensive.

be more worried if Shirley didn’t give

and felt relieved. He affectionately tousled her hair,

Shouldn’t you be happy that you’ve just settled your

“Treyton…”

she asked, “Did Maverick go to Crane Bridge on the night of the charity gala? Was he the one who jumped into the river to