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?”

brow furrowed even more when Charles mentioned his long-time

men’s gazes were fixed on

looking at 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 leave you to

following her. “Are you coming? Or do you want

scrambled to catch

sparks flying

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

head to glance

a blank expression and cold eyes. It was unclear

on her profile, etching her

that Gwendolyn was aiming for Natasha

too much at the moment as it was evident that Gwendolyn was in a bad mood. William, who was driving, didn’t even

reached out, crossing the invisible boundary between them, and gently tugged on her

reaction, still staring out the

let out

was

the cause of the

air remained serene and

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

like Gwendolyn was still

thick that William felt he could

gala last time, I had Neville keep an eye on her. Tonight, I followed Natasha’s trail. I

narrowed her eyes but continued to purse her lips without

actually thinking about

him and always followed him around as a

between them later on. Charles then joined the Central Intelligence Agency for training,

unfamiliar this time… There’s something strange about

thought, Maverick quietly watched

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

at Wright Construction Group. The deadline of the oath you made has not yet passed,”

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