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

were fixed on

the cabin, she said, “It’s getting late, and I’m tired. Mr. Newton, since you requested

following her. “Are you coming? Or do

scrambled to catch

gazes clashed, sparks flying from the intensity. Their

tense on the way back to Bay Villa. No one took the initiative to break

head to glance

with a blank expression and cold

her profile, etching her breathtakingly beautiful face into

when Maverick realized that Gwendolyn was aiming for Natasha and not him,

was evident that Gwendolyn was in a bad mood. William, who was driving, didn’t

the invisible boundary between

no reaction, still staring out the car window

catch her attention, he let out light coughs and

was

the cause of the injury,” he

remained serene and

arm dejectedly.

seemed like

tension was so thick that William felt he could cut through

Maverick was completely unaware of it and began to 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 get some clues from her to

continued to purse her lips

actually thinking

admired him and always followed him

Charles then joined the Central Intelligence Agency for

seems so unfamiliar this time…

deep in thought, Maverick quietly watched her from the

at the villa. Gwendolyn promptly opened the car door and walked to

Construction Group. The deadline of the

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