Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 166 Cruel Little Game

Gwendolyn pursed her lips and fixed her cold eyes on Maverick inside the cabin, but she remained silent.

Following her gaze, Charles looked into the cabin. His deep blue eyes narrowed slightly, and a wicked smile played at the corners of his mouth.

“Gwen, how about we play an interesting game?”

“What?”

Gwendolyn turned to look at him. When she saw his expression, her heart was filled with a sense of foreboding.

Without saying anything, Charles gently raised his hand.

His subordinates understood immediately and quickly approached the cabin.

Inside, Natasha was crying her heart out with deep regret.

“Mave, I don’t want to die here, and I certainly don’t want to go back to prison. Can you help me? I’m willing to cooperate and tell you everything I know. In return, I only ask for enough money for a comfortable life and assistance in leaving the country. I promise that once I’m gone, I’ll never return to Chanaea and trouble you again.”

Maverick fell silent for a moment before he spoke in a cold tone. “That depends on how much you know and whether it’s worth the money I’m paying.”

“All right. I’ll tell you everything you want to know!”

Natasha propped herself up with her hands, struggling to stand. As she straightened her body, a faint sound of wind reached her ears.

Following that, she felt a slight sting on the side of her neck. She instinctively reached out to touch the source of the sensation and discovered something foreign embedded in her skin.

Upon removing the object from her neck, she noticed that it was a syringe thinner than a pinky finger.

Natasha was baffled.

At the sight of the empty syringe in her hand, Maverick furrowed his brows and swiftly whipped his head around to look out the window. In that split second, he caught a glimpse of a swift figure flashing by.

“Nico.”

there was no response from

emerged in her pupils as a fleeting expression

would tell you? In your dreams! If I can’t have it easy, neither can you and Gwendolyn, that

scream and her teeth bared, she lunged toward Maverick

had been unleashed. Lethal intent brimmed in her eyes, which emanated an unwavering

sure Natasha didn’t even touch a single piece of

descended into

condition, Gwendolyn

“What did you do?”

their hearts will give out, and they will die. This drug has only been experimented on animals thus far. But Natasha, being a fugitive, will face a torturous experience once she is sent back to prison. Why not make use of her as an experiment subject instead, and let her meet a fitting

at Charles

more ruthless and vicious than she

couldn’t help wondering what exactly he

is outrageous. You’re no longer the Charles I

indifferent, but as he looked straight into her eyes, his blue pupils

revolver from the back of his

Gwendolyn looked down, her expression turned serious. “What is the

than five minutes against this woman. I’ll give you choices. You can stand by and watch as she brutally tortures him to death,

of the woman inside. Or, you can take matters into your own hands and personally eliminate your

as she stared at him incredulously. “You

fugitive and your servant. He’s just a little pet. You can

coldly. “He belongs to me, and you have no right in deciding what

expression, Charles moved the gun in his hand closer to Gwendolyn.

the room. Maverick was skillfully

and helpless.

frowned. “I

cabin. Charles, with his quick reflexes, grabbed her arm and blocked

moment, she swung her

anger head-on with a smile still adorning his face. “Feel free to slap me if it brings you satisfaction, but I won’t allow you to enter. Those who have taken the 545 special drug go berserk and lose control. It’s too risky, and I cannot jeopardize

daggers at him. “I don’t know how to

can do it. I personally taught you how to shoot back then. Come on, let me see if your shooting skills have