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?"

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

as he gritted his teeth, walking to Yvonne, who was bloody

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

panted weakly, lifting her heavy eyelids. "Don't show mercy... Whip me to death... It's best to... Just kill

jumped up angrily, as if she

strode over and pushed Taylor away,

you've developed

"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?

Her eyelids were half-closed, covering

the past, she would definitely explain herself

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

Drew and the box of medicine he gave

wits. "Mr. Christopher! Calm