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!

three shots. Ms. Smith, are you up for it?" Drew asked, resting his chin on his arms as he

brought three bottles of top-quality

confusion. This unexpected game had undoubtedly ruined her

right. It's not good for girls to drink hard liquor, so how about this? You take one shot, and I'll take three." Drew's eyes were as

join you." Yvonne took a deep breath, tightening her fingers. "A

so, the

was always the fastest thinker out of all the Thompson siblings and excelled

would sit alone in a corner and spend time playing with these childhood toys, finding comfort in them and using them as a way to

four shots of

sweat as her stomach twisted

everything she could for Christopher's dreams, leaving herself with

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 again, Ms. Smith," Drew teased as he shook his empty glass

pain, Yvonne filled the glass once more, gritting

for the glass, Drew leaned in and covered the entire top with his large hand. "If you