The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Justin could not help worrying. "That woman failed last time, so she will definitely find another chance to harm Drew. After all, she's controlled by Christopher, and it's hard for us to defend against whatever vicious methods they use."

Before Bella spoke, Drew snorted disdainfully, a wicked and arrogant smile dancing between his lips. "Ha, the person who could kill me hasn't been born yet!"

"Ah!"

Heart-wrenching screams echoed from the dark and damp basement in Pivotage. Even the guards standing outside the door frowned instinctively.

The scene happening in the basement was even harder to look at.

Iron cuffs shackled Yvonne's wrists, her whole body hanging mid-air, her fragile figure only clad by an almost transparent lace nightgown. The white lace was stained red by her blood.

"Mr. Christopher... I..." Taylor held a whip, his hand trembling.

"What? You couldn't bear to watch?"

a cruel and bloodthirsty smile. Behind his blood-stained glasses, his eyes flashed with a terrifying light. "Or do you

as he

Please endure it. Mr. Christopher's

"Don't show mercy... Whip me to death... It's best to... Just kill me... Anyway, my

jumped up angrily, as if she had

over and pushed Taylor away, then viciously

seems you've developed

with such passive aggressiveness? Huh? You always tried to survive no matter what,

Her eyelids were half-closed, covering her wet eyes. Her haggard face visibly

she would definitely explain herself

met Christopher at the age of fifteen, her heart only belonged to the man before her, who

he gave her, she could

was scared out of his wits. "Mr. Christopher! Calm down! You will strangle Ms.