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.”

happily received the dagger. “Don’t worry; I’ll take

“No, don’t… Ahh!”

air was filled with blood-curdling

deeply distressed by that

and contented as she

She turned her head and saw Maverick with a handkerchief,

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

remained silent, contentedly indulging in

orange, Nico completed his task as

with sweat. She looked disheveled and pitiful; her agony was so intense that

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

She had assumed he would

at Maverick but

smoothed her dress, and gestured for

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

repayment for the debt from the charity gala day. My eight billion and eight hundred million have been in the Lane family’s hands for

as she glared at

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

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

sure you pay for this! I’ll have you locked up for the rest of your life!”

was completely unfazed as she carried on without even glancing

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

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

Neville escort Maverick

half an hour ahead

of Gwendolyn’s afternoon incident at the Lane residence, finding it both amusing

the Lane family for many years, and her network in Fairlake is still quite extensive. She won’t let this go easily, so

more worried if Shirley didn’t give me any trouble,” she

her determination and felt relieved. He affectionately tousled her hair, but Gwendolyn gently held

paused before saying, “What’s the matter? Shouldn’t you be happy that you’ve just settled your scores at the

“Treyton…”

on the night of the charity gala? Was he the