The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 413

Ryan was not in a hurry to leave after walking out of the lounge. Instead, he wandered around the place.

He looked like he was taking a walk, but something was cooking.

Ryan hoped to spot the tiny figure with her always-downcast head.

He was no angel.

However, he always had a soft spot for that delicate girl.

“Young Master Ryan? What are you doing here?” Running to Ryan,

Wilma drew close and asked in shock.

“Uh… Erm… Um…”

Ryan looked awkward as he stumbled for words. Finally, he plucked the courage to ask, “Where is Carrie’s room, Wilma?”

Wilma looked at him in shock.

She could never, in her wildest dreams, associate the man with

“What do you want to do, Young Master Ryan? Ms. Carrie doesn’t comfortable with strangers. Don’t scare her.”

Ryan furrowed her brows. “Wilma, you know me. I grew up with Justin.”

ask me, this is what I think about you and Young Master

gave him a thumbs down.

a face-palm moment.

to whitewash his image as a playboy before

Make it quick before others catch your here.” Wilma stood in front of the door

doing anything illegal, Wilma. Don’t be so uptight about

room and closed the door behind him.

her eyes bulged in rage.” You little brat! What did you

was surprised upon walking

room embraced stark minimalism. Carrie did not have any personal furnishings

the bedroom,

the door left ajar, he

slender back against a wide desk. She was scribbling

his eyes darkened, Ryan crept behind her and craned

heart skipped a beat.

pursed lips, Carrie sketched a portrait,

the pencil and admired the portrait with a smile.

on giving it to

“Ah!”

and jumped out of the chair. She tried to cover

his lips and snatched the

Rosy-cheeked, Carrie got on her tiptoes and tried to retrieve it.

over her, Carrie gripped his collar in rage

going to strangle me