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?"

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

the whip as he gritted his teeth, walking to Yvonne, who

Please endure it. Mr. Christopher's orders...

"Don't show mercy... Whip me to death... It's best to...

heard her words, he suddenly jumped up

pushed Taylor away, then viciously

you've developed genuine feelings for

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

barely able to breathe. Her eyelids were half-closed, covering her wet

would definitely explain

only belonged to the man before her, who wanted to kill her. But now, she thought that trying to explain only made her

the box of medicine he gave her, she could not justify the

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