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?"

eyes flashed with a terrifying light. "Or do you want to end

choice. He could only hold the whip as he gritted his teeth, walking

endure it. Mr. Christopher's

show mercy... Whip me to

jumped up angrily, as if

and pushed Taylor away,

you've developed

at her with his raging eyes, his fingers tightening. "Are you resisting me with such passive aggressiveness? Huh? You always tried to survive no matter what, but now you don't want to live anymore? Yvonne, I gave you life. Only I can decide your fate, not

were half-closed, covering

the past, she would definitely explain herself to

did not love anyone else. Since that moment of fleeting amazement when she met Christopher at the age of fifteen, her heart only belonged to the man before her, who wanted

explain the night she spent with Drew and the box of medicine he gave her,

"Mr. Christopher! Calm down! You will strangle Ms. Smith to