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.

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

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to the bathroom! Asher, wait

disappeared

this brat spend all these years wandering outside?

car, but it soon

approached the car.

walked to the car, it seemed the man

and struggled

and pulled the

On the back seat, a man

tall was lying horizontally, tightly

and he could only

angry

man Arnold Larson?

taken aback. He quickly leaned down, supported

and tore the tape from the man’s

“Ugh…”

heavily, gasping for breath. His beautiful and androgynous face

soft and fair, like the finest porcelain, and his red lips

moist. He looked even more beautiful than