The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 261

Long ago, Justin had heard about the extensive collaboration between the KS Group and the Iverson Group in several major projects both domestically and internationally. The leaders of the two companies had a deep personal relationship, having known each other for over twenty

years.

So, did Bella and Christopher know each other since long ago?

They were so close, as if there was no room for others in their eyes. Presumably, they were childhood sweethearts, inseparable from each other.

Ian sighed with envy in his eyes. “Well, it’s not hard to understand. Young Madam’s family background is extraordinary. She is the apple of Wyatt Thompson’s eye and a rare,

unattainable gem!”

“Look at her suitors. Each one is an exceptional individual. Just look at Neil Lovett’s youngest son. He’s only worthy of being a lackey for the young madam.”

As he spoke, Ian pursed his lips and glanced at his boss. He could not help but feel sorry for Justin. Even though Justin was the president of Salvador Corporation and soon to become the deputy chairman of the board, all these achievements combined were not as impactful as the fact that Bella Thompson was his wife.

If word got out, it would surely make countless men turn green with envy!

hand, supporting himself against the wall as his

Iverson? Steven Lovett?

nose bridge. His voice trembled as he took a breath. “Ian, bring me my

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parked at the entrance of the

early years. Despite its remote location, Wyatt Thompson had wild ambitions for the place. At the time, he heard through the grapevine that the western outskirts would be connected by

basement. If someone were to be confined there, no one would be able to hear their

he could not possibly let his sister face it alone. So,

guards standing outside bowed respectfully.

in a

“Still alive.”

two words carried a

and into the basement. Upon entering, a musty smell

worse conditions during her stint with

dim and flickering light, a man was hung upside down in the center of the basement. His face was battered, bruised, and extremely red and swollen due

the Thompson siblings, the man contorted his body like a silkworm. Tears and snot streamed down his face as he pleaded for mercy. “I was wrong… I’m sorry, Ms. Thompson! Spare me, please! I’ll do anything! Just let me live!”

was quite good at acting tough. She thought he had a strong backbone, but it only took three days for him to reveal his