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?"

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

He could only hold the whip as he gritted his teeth, walking to Yvonne,

Please endure it. Mr. Christopher's

to death... It's best to... Just kill me... Anyway, my life is worth

words, he suddenly jumped up angrily, as if she had

strode over and pushed Taylor away, then

you've developed genuine feelings for

raging eyes, his fingers tightening. "Are you resisting me with such passive aggressiveness? Huh? You always tried to survive

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

she would definitely explain herself to

Since that moment of fleeting amazement when she met Christopher at the age of fifteen, her heart only belonged

the night she spent with Drew and the box of medicine he gave her, she could not justify

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