Chapter 839

“Sorry…” Yvonne’s face flushed bright red, her consciousness fading

into a blur.

“I’ve told you before. This face of yours can only appear at specific

times, hidden from the light of day! You are my secret trump card, and

you belong to me. You must obey whatever I tell you to do. You have

no right to flaunt yourself, let alone act recklessly!”

Christopher’s eyes were full of malice, his grip around her neck

tightening as if he wanted to snap it for real.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Taylor saw that Yvonne was on the verge of collapsing and sweated as he interceded for her.

“Mr. Iverson, Ms. Smith can’t hold on much longer! Please spare her

this time, on account of the loyalty she has shown you over the years!

She may have disobeyed your orders by coming back secretly, but it

was to see you! Everything she does, she does for you. Please spare

her just this once!”

Christopher coldly stared at Yvonne’s face, akin to a work of art.

breath of stale air

was drenched in sweat, her complexion shifting from

for breath. Her eyes were

pleadingly. Despite enduring such pain,

harbor any resentment toward him, only seeking to

his anger.

I’m sorry… Yvonne

didn’t even spare her a glance,

window with disgust. His eyes were filled with disdain. “You’ll need to spend a fortune to take care of this face when

being stabbed repeatedly upon hearing Christopher’s words, her body trembling. “Thank you… Thank you.”

asked in a deep voice, “Did a man

you in

It was me. I accidentally bumped into him. I

lost control. I’ve embarrassed myself.” Yvonne’s

hastily shifting all the blame onto herself.

her a cold glance

that man is. Check his

“Yes, Mr. Iverson.”

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hands were tightly gripping her skirt. She felt

man. But she also

who considered his possessions sacred. If anyone

them, it was equivalent to stealing.

prove that Christopher had a little bit of genu

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