Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

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.”

received the dagger. “Don’t

“No, don’t… Ahh!”

filled with

standing nearby, was deeply

remained calm and contented

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

explained in a low, raspy voice,

contentedly indulging in

eating the last orange, Nico completed his

with sweat.

without being life-threatening. At first sight, Samantha looked like a bloody rag doll, but in reality, her wounds were

had assumed he would be kind and compassionate, but it turned

subtly glanced at Maverick but chose

her dress, and

she hurried to Samantha’s side, bawling her

billion and eight hundred million have been in the Lane family’s hands for quite some time now. Do you want to

as she glared

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 taken away, as she

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

isn’t over! I’ll make sure 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

hand, was completely unfazed as she

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

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

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

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

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

been in charge of the Lane family for many years, and her network in Fairlake is still

“I’d be more worried if Shirley didn’t give me any

relieved. He affectionately tousled her hair, but Gwendolyn gently held his hand in place as her expression turned

happy that you’ve just settled your scores at

“Treyton…”