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.”

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

“No, don’t… Ahh!”

air was filled with blood-curdling

deeply distressed

calm and

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

glance and explained in a low, raspy voice,

indulging in Maverick’s

Gwendolyn finished eating the last orange, Nico completed his task as

drenched in fresh blood, Samantha’s hair clung to her head, soaked with sweat. She looked disheveled and

maneuvers were deviously calculated, pinpointing areas that inflicted intense pain without being life-threatening. At first sight, Samantha looked like

help but take a second glance at Nico. She had assumed he would be kind and compassionate, but it turned

this, Gwendolyn subtly glanced at Maverick but chose

smoothed her dress, and gestured for Shirley

regained her freedom, she hurried

repayment for the debt from the charity gala day. My eight billion and eight hundred million have been in

remained silent as she glared at Gwendolyn

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 away, as

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

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

completely unfazed as she

Although it might not have been

the members of Shadow Bell were given orders to

plenty of time in the afternoon, Gwendolyn had Nico and Neville

work tasks, Gwendolyn left the office half an hour

it both amusing and ridiculous. He then handed her a freshly

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

casually accepted the coffee, her expression nonchalant. “I’d be more worried if Shirley didn’t give me

words, Treyton recognized her determination and felt relieved. He affectionately tousled her hair, but Gwendolyn gently held his hand in place as her expression turned

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

“Treyton…”

go to Crane Bridge on the night of