The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 850

The Salvador Hotel was hosting the cocktail party at 7:00 p.m.

Right after the business conference, the bigwigs and elites of Savrow’s business scene hurried to the hotel to join in on the

festivities.

Bella sped through the streets in her black Bugatti, with Arnold in the

passenger seat. He clung to the car door tightly with his gaze fixed

ahead, too afraid to utter a single word during the journey. He feared

that if he opened his mouth, his last meal would come out of it.

As they arrived at the hotel, Bella expertly maneuvered her car into a

parking spot, smoothly drifting into place.

“Get out,” Bella instructed as she unbuckled her seatbelt.

motionless, his face pale as a sheet of paper.

blinked her almond-shaped eyes and waved her hand in front of him. “Hey, what’s wrong? Are you

up.” Arnold managed to stammer out those words. His face turned purple, and his body felt

before promptly kicking him out with one foot. ” If you’re going to puke, do

car door, he couldn’t hold it in any longer and vomited. As a young master from a prestigious family, this marked his first time experiencing such an embarrassing moment.

Asher wasn’t around. Otherwise,

against the car door, panting heavily. He shot Bella a glare.” Are all Thompsons insane? Why would

like you would be carsick?” Bella remarked, shaking her head with crossed arms. My driving skills are top-notch, like a pro racer. If you can’t handle this, that’s

him a bottle of water, showing some consideration.

rinsed his mouth and drank water, taking some time to

down.

what you

him with a fake smile and said, “Cure Justin, and I’ll set up a meeting with

my promises.”

discover that the woman standing before

him like a puppet was none other than his idol,

he might feel utterly