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.”

but there was no response from

Blood vessels emerged in her pupils as a fleeting expression of pain crossed

eyes and glared at Maverick with intense hatred. “Do you really think I would tell you? In your dreams! If I can’t have it easy, neither can you and Gwendolyn, that b*tch! I’ll send you to your death first, and she’ll soon join you!” she snarled, her

piercing scream and her teeth bared, she lunged toward

if the dormant beast within Natasha had been unleashed. Lethal intent brimmed in her eyes, which emanated an unwavering resolve to rend him apart

skillfully dodged to the side, making sure Natasha didn’t even

descended into sudden

Gwendolyn shot Charles a

“What did you do?”

drug was developed. It can enhance the evilness within a person and turn them into a wild beast. Their attack power increases dramatically, and they desire to see blood. If they can’t vent their aggression in time, 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

at Charles

more ruthless and vicious than she had

his handsome, ethereal appearance was now a twisted soul. She couldn’t help wondering what exactly he had experienced over

is outrageous. You’re no longer

indifferent, but as he looked straight into her eyes, his blue pupils held a glimmer of

a faint smile, took out a revolver from the back of his waistband, swiftly loaded a bullet, and

turned

give you choices. You can stand by and watch as she

one bullet, to end the life of the woman inside. Or, you can take matters into your own hands and personally eliminate your disobedient pet, giving him a swift

eyes widened as she stared at

with a sinister light. “Inside that room, there’s only a fugitive and your servant. He’s just a little pet. You can easily find a replacement since he disobeyed you,” he

belongs to me, and

an innocent expression, Charles moved the gun in his hand closer to Gwendolyn. “Of

stern as she observed the situation inside the room. Maverick was skillfully evading Natasha’s attacks, determined not to let her lay a

lured away by Charles’ people, leaving Maverick isolated and helpless. If the situation persisted, there would be no way for the latter to

frowned. “I choose

a move to rush into the cabin. Charles, with his quick reflexes, grabbed her arm and

burned with fury. The next moment, she swung her hand

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 your safety. Your only option is to use a

don’t know how to use

it. I personally taught you how to shoot back then. Come on, let me see if