The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Drew narrowed his eyes and said, "You're not here for me, are you?"

Yvonne playfully traced her fingers on his chest as she walked around him. "Sir, you have to admit that our last meeting was totally due to fate."

Drew raised an eyebrow. "Hmm, fate indeed."

"Thanks for the help last time." Yvonne held his black tie, pressing against him with her soft, curvy figure. Her eyes gleamed with desire as she said, "I've always wanted to see you again, hoping to repay you." Drew's eyes darkened, setting off an intense gaze that made her nervous, but she managed to remain calm.

His eyes were like lie detectors, capable of seeing through illusions. Yet, at this moment, he inexplicably felt that her words held a hint of truth.

Drew grinned mischievously and inched closer, asking, "So, how do you plan to repay me?"

Yvonne felt her heart pounding, her cheeks turning red. She nervously said, "I'll do whatever you want tonight... I'm all yours."

Yvonne was dumbfounded, utterly taken aback.

Drew's idea of repayment was playing a game of blocks with him!

each, and the loser takes three shots. Ms. Smith, are you up for it?" Drew asked, resting his chin on his

already brought three bottles

in confusion. This unexpected game had undoubtedly ruined her initial

to drink hard liquor, so how about this? You take one shot, and I'll take three."

a deep breath, tightening her fingers. "A deal's a deal.

so, the game

thinker out of all the Thompson siblings and excelled at different kinds

loved to play with his younger sister when they were kids was building blocks. Whenever he found himself bored at the foreign special operations headquarters, he would sit alone

match, quickly downing four shots of whiskey. The burning sensation traveled

forehead was covered in sweat as her stomach twisted

the years, she had sacrificed everything she could for Christopher's dreams,

constant flattery and betrayal, even drinking until she ended up vomiting in the hospital multiple times. Despite appearing healthy and beautiful on the outside, her body was deteriorating inside. "Looks like you've lost

Yvonne filled the glass once

covered the entire top with his large hand. "If you can't handle it, forget about