The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 826

“Got it, Asher. You don’t need to pick me up. I’ll drive home by myself.”

In Hatchbay, a black Maserati swiftly entered from the back gate of Yara Park after nightfall, skillfully drifting before coming to a stop in the yard.

Drew got out of the car and hurried toward Asher, who had been waiting for him. They have not seen each other for six months.

“Asher! I miss you!”

“Me too.”

Asher high-fived him and glanced at the tinted car window. “Is Mr.

Larson in the car?”

“Yeah,” Drew sneered. “He refused to stay put.”

“Even the most difficult person would become obedient after meeting

you.”

Asher’s gentle eyes flashed with a hint of concern. “You didn’t hurt

him, did you?”

“Which aspect are you referring to? I didn’t hurt him physically. Does

emotional harm count?”

Asher was speechless.

face suddenly twisted in pain. “Fuck! I need to pee. I

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to the bathroom! Asher, wait for me!”

his words fell, Drew disappeared like a wisp of

this brat spend all these years wandering outside? His bladder is worse than before.”

movement in the car, but it soon stopped. He was confused. Unable to suppress his curiosity, he

approached the car.

it seemed the man

struggled even harder

eyes and pulled the door open.

he was shocked! On the back seat, a man over

tightly bound

taped, and he could only

angry and

this man Arnold Larson?

He quickly leaned

the seat, and tore the tape from the man’s mouth.

“Ugh…”

and androgynous

fair, like the finest porcelain, and his

even more beautiful than a