The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Charles shrieked in a flurry and wet the carpet under his feet.

The once-glorified and arrogant heir of the Iverson Group wet his pants.

Outraged, Bella raised her weapon when Justin clutched her wrist.

"Are you trying to stop me?"

Bella heaved heavily as she tried to break free from him. "Don't tell me to calm down! He took advantage of my sister. Not even Lance can save him now!"

"I'm not trying to stop you. I'm with you each step of the way." Justin sighed, his thick voice having a soothing effect.

He slowly took the broken vase neck from her hand. "I just don't want you to get your hands dirty or hurt yourself."

Bella pursed her lips. Coming back to her senses, she no longer insisted on harming Charles.

With grimacing eyes, Justin clutched his fingers. Then came a crack.

neck into powder with

was savage and

he had hurt

the powder residue off his palm. "Why go through the trouble to deal with you? I can just break your neck or crush your spine." "Justin... Bella... Are you going to lay your

ground. "If anything happens to me,

family for a

dug her stiletto into the back of Charles' hand. Charles screamed

since you're here. Astrid will be next. None of you will

Astrid?

Bella was aware of their plan to set Amelia

more about the marriage than the revenge from Bella and Justin. Not wanting his evil deeds to come to light, Charles refuted, "Can't you use your brain for once, Bella? I don't want to pull such a stunt to get your sister. My dad told me I would marry Amelia. She's going to be my wife anyway. Why would I go through all the

Amelia shuddered with rage.

explain her

lying! You forced yourself on Amelia.