Chapter 167 A Pet For Her Revenge

A sudden sharp pain coursed through Maverick’s body as a gunshot sounded.

The pain didn’t come from his chest, but from his right arm.

His eyes shot open, and he looked down to see a streak of blood on his white shirt. A bullet had grazed his arm.

All of a sudden, the clamor behind him ceased.

He glanced back and saw Natasha still in the same aggressive stance, ready to attack. Her expression gradually turned from ferocious to numb as a bullet had pierced through her chest.

Blood bloomed like a vibrant poppy flower and stained her dress crimson.

Natasha paused for a moment. At the sight of blood on her chest, she turned deathly pale. Her eyes rolled back, and she collapsed and fell unconscious.

Slow, loud claps could be heard from the doorway just then.

Charles looked at Gwendolyn with admiration shining in his eyes. “You’re too modest, Gwen. You still have such accurate aim even though you haven’t touched a gun in years. You truly are my student,” he praised.

Gwendolyn tossed the revolver in her hand aside. Her expression was stone cold under the dim light of the kerosene lamp, and she didn’t respond to Charles at all.

Maverick remained in the same spot and met Charles’ gaze.

Charles laughed sarcastically, but it was unclear whether he was laughing at Maverick or himself. “You win. We just played a game where Gwen had to choose between you and this woman. Even after you came to the suburbs this late to meet your ex-lover behind her back, she still chose you. It’s making me envious,” he remarked.

“A game?” Maverick repeated, feeling a chill run down his spine.

He pursed his thin lips and scrunched his brows as he looked at Gwendolyn.

She didn’t look at him but instead stared at Natasha, who had fallen to the ground. “Is this what you wanted to see? Is it fun?” Gwendolyn asked Charles.

“It’s not fun, because I’ve upset you,” Charles replied.

His eyes revealed a touch of desolation, and his voice softened slightly. “Gwen, you’re still young, so it’s understandable that you want a plaything. But I can also play with you for as long as you want. The bond we’ve had for so many years, isn’t it deeper than your relationship with this man?”

furrowed even more when Charles mentioned his

men’s gazes were fixed

any of them. As she turned to leave the cabin, she said, “It’s getting late, and I’m tired. Mr. Newton, since you requested this game, I’ll

forward before noticing Maverick wasn’t following her. “Are you coming? Or do you want to walk

scrambled to catch

flying from the intensity. Their disdain for

atmosphere was extremely tense on the way back to Bay Villa. No one took the initiative

turned his head to

was watching the passing scenery outside the window with a blank expression and cold eyes.

her profile, etching her breathtakingly beautiful face into

Natasha and not him,

the moment as it was evident that Gwendolyn was in a

out, crossing the invisible boundary between them, and gently

reaction, still staring out the car window and lost

attention, he let out light coughs

he was met

the cause of the

remained serene

at the wound on his right arm dejectedly. It wasn’t a

like Gwendolyn

so thick that William felt he could cut

speak honestly. “After the charity gala last time, I had Neville keep an eye on her. Tonight, I followed Natasha’s trail. I didn’t go there to have a date with her; there’s nothing between us. I just wanted to

her eyes but continued to purse her lips without

was actually thinking

him and always

them later on. Charles then joined the Central Intelligence Agency for training, while she was met with misfortune the following year and ended up

this time… There’s something strange about

Gwendolyn was deep in thought, Maverick quietly watched her from the

and walked to the front door. Suddenly, she remembered something and turned back to

deadline of the

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