The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 612

Ryan’s private jet descended at Savrow Airport in the middle of the

night.

Zoe, with her vibrant brown curls cascading down her back and a luxurious fur coat draped around her, stepped down from the staircase and entered a fancy car.

Since the knockoff incident with Bethany, Ryan banned Zoe from leaving the house and confiscated her phone. That way, Zoe could not contact her friends who might lead her astray.

Later, she made a huge fuss and starved herself.

Feeling bad for Zoe, Claire persuaded her son to lift the ban and send

Zoe to Inalia instead for some soul-searching.

Now that it was winter, Ryan begrudgingly let Zoe return to Savrow

Zoe had spent way too much time in Inalia, but Ryan never once

visited her. That was cruel of him.

“Where’s Ryan? Why didn’t he pick me up from the airport?”

Zoe threw a tantrum in front of Ryan’s bodyguard, Adam. She k

kicking the back of the front passenger seat, where Adam sat.

Adam had watched Zoe grow up. Although he was Ryan’s confidante,

he had also worked for Zoe for a long time. Adam looked at Zoe

tenderly and was coy about Ryan’s whereabouts.

“Mr. Hoffman has been busy lately.”

“He’s changed. I don’t mean anything to him anymore.” Zoe pounded the back of the seat in tears. “He would always pick me up, no matter how busy he was before. This time around, he didn’t even call me once. He doesn’t care about me anymore!”

She screamed and fussed until she choked out sobs.

Adam felt bad for her.

In the end, Adam mustered the courage and murmured, “I have news, Ms. Hoffman, but you must keep your cool.”

“What is it?” Zoe took the tissue from the bodyguard to wipe her tears.

“Mr. Hoffman hasn’t been in touch with you recently because he has been busy with Ms. Carrie Salvador.” Adam was secretive about it.

“What did you say?” Zoe was baffled.

“That’s not the only thing.”

Adam drew closer to her and cut to the chase. “Mr. Hoffman is living

Carrie

No way!”

red, Zoe yelled, “How could that fool live in my family home?

her back to

her in one of his many properties.”

felt her world crumbling.

exactly? Take me

residence was nestled amid the affluence of

white walls and green

not as grand as the Hoffmans

mouet and serene with stunning views. It was a

QUAMMORelax.

her recovery in the

work and social engagements to

sake. he retired from playing

aspain’s oporo of

agit Come

fluffy lining, smiled jleefully as

the bees molt face,

riding

her was taskendo dente, much less Ryan.

We have not cheerce the snow from the path.

fall.” The man’s we were filled with tenderness.

the past few

let her feet touch the ground.

to use

meant to

was a blanket of white in the backyard: Tadlash

was a

wonderland, capturing Ryan’s entire

“Look, Ryan!”

frozen hand tight in his

snowman in the middle of the yard. Her eyes

snowman. It’s pretty, right?”

with glee until he got a good look at the

headshot was stuck to the face of the plump snowman,

was creepy.

not the only

not capture

the headshot was black and white, the type used on

gravestones.

photos, Carrie. Why did you pick

was speechless.

I wanted to give you a surprise.” Carrie

the photo in black and white?”

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