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.”

is what I think about you

Wilma gave him a

had a face-palm

a lot of persuasion on Ryan’s part to whitewash his image as a playboy before Wilma finally

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

not know what to say. “We are not doing

and closed the door behind him.

bulged in rage.” You little brat! What did you say to me?”

walking into

overflowed with princessy opulence, while Carrie’s room embraced stark minimalism. Carrie did

bedroom, so

door left ajar, he slipped

could see Carrie’s slender back against a wide

craned his neck

skipped

a portrait,

down the pencil and

are you planning on giving

“Ah!”

of the chair. She

curled his lips and snatched the drawing from

back!” Rosy-cheeked, Carrie got on her

the man towered over her, Carrie gripped his collar in rage and sneaked around him to snatch it back.

Let go! You’re going