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.

of stale air and released

sweat, her complexion shifting from

to pale as she gasped for breath. Her eyes were filled with

at Christopher pleadingly. Despite

toward him, only seeking to

his anger.

Mr. Iverson… I’m sorry… Yvonne clutched her

a

hands and tossed the handkerchief out of the window with disgust. His eyes were filled with disdain. “You’ll need to spend a fortune to take care of this face when you return. If it weren’t for this face, I would have

felt like it was being stabbed repeatedly upon hearing Christopher’s words, her body trembling. “Thank you… Thank

lowered his gaze and asked in a deep voice, “Did

in the club?”

bumped into

lost control. I’ve embarrassed myself.”

shifting all the blame onto

a cold glance and instructed Taylor, “Go and

Check his

“Yes, Mr. Iverson.”

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her skirt. She felt

that man. But she also knew that Christopher

his possessions sacred. If anyone

was

Christopher had a little bit of genu

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