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.”

instruction, Nico paused briefly and then happily received the dagger. “Don’t worry; I’ll take care of it. You can

“No, don’t… Ahh!”

filled

standing nearby, was deeply

calm and contented

had prepared, someone unexpectedly grabbed her wrist. She turned her head and saw Maverick with a handkerchief, half-crouched by

glance and explained in a low, raspy voice, “You’ve got a

silent, contentedly indulging

the last orange, Nico completed his

wounds 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 that she

areas that inflicted intense pain without being life-threatening. At first sight, Samantha looked like a

had assumed he would be kind and

pondered this, Gwendolyn subtly glanced at Maverick

up, smoothed her dress, and

freedom, she hurried

from the charity gala day. My eight billion and eight hundred million have been in the Lane family’s hands for quite some time now. Do you want to return it yourselves, or should I take matters into

she glared at Gwendolyn with

her car the last time. As a result, she ordered the destruction of all

them to shake in fear. In their panic, they completely

for the rest of your life!” Shirley’s enraged and vengeful cry could still be heard from behind as they left

was 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

of Shadow Bell were given orders to silently return to

Nico and Neville escort Maverick back

casually completing her work tasks, Gwendolyn left the office half an

was already aware of Gwendolyn’s afternoon incident at the Lane residence, finding it both amusing and ridiculous. He then handed her

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

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

Gwendolyn’s words, Treyton recognized her determination and felt relieved. He affectionately tousled her hair, but Gwendolyn

the matter? Shouldn’t you be happy that you’ve just settled your scores at the Lane

“Treyton…”

her gaze meeting Treyton’s as she asked, “Did Maverick go to Crane Bridge on the night of the charity gala? Was he the one who jumped into the river

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