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.

the vase's neck into powder with his

savage and

she wondered if he had hurt his

clapped his hands nonchalantly and blew the powder residue off his palm. "Why go through the trouble to deal with you? I can

his feet, Charles pounded the ground. "If anything happens to me, my dad and brother will make

your family

and dug her stiletto into the

will be next. None of you

Astrid?

aware of their plan to

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 trouble? Besides, I only wanted to get to know her better tonight, but she threw herself at me. I helped her up because she had too much to drink and couldn't stand up straight. She hugged

Amelia shuddered with rage.

not explain her behavior.

lying! You forced yourself on