The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"Support your ass!"

Charles exploded immediately, throwing curse words around, his eyes red with madness.

"Christopher, you son of a bitch! How dare you say this? At the very least, James and I came from the same mother, and he looked out for me since we were young. Who do you think you are? You're just an illegitimate bastard born from a lowly affair between that bitch and another bodyguard! How do you have the audacity to covet the Iverson family business?!"

Taylor glared at this foul-mouthed man madly, his fists clenching in anger.

However, Christopher still wore a faint smile, as if he did not take Charles' words to heart at all.

"If you didn't set me up, exposing my scandals with those bunch of women, I wouldn't be investigated by the police, and things would not come to this point!

"The real mastermind is you! It's fucking you!"

"Charles, do you really think I'm the mastermind?"

Christopher pushed his golden-rimmed glasses lightly and asked in a calm tone, "Is the brother you have admired since childhood really someone who cares about sibling bonds? Is he really unrelated to everything that's happened to you?"

"Christopher, you're still trying to sow discord between us at this moment? Why are you such a despicable asshole?" Every pore on Charles' body exuded hatred for this brother of his.

"Indeed, I don't like you, but at least I've never used you, nor have I wanted to take your life."

at him helplessly. "I only want to take back what belongs to

do you mean?" Charles could sense that there

one question every day you spent in jail. Why were you suddenly accused of hiring for murder? Don't you want to know what

wanted to know how he got to this point,

hooked his fingers, and Taylor placed a stack of photos on

his brain, the shock

checked their accounts. They had a transfer of three million dollars. The sender's account was offshore so the police

a glint of cold

blood would drip from them. "Impossible... How could it be... How

his legs.

twisted into a cruel sneer. "He took care of the troubles for

it out

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But at that time, the Mead girl had decided to turn toward Justin and Bella, testifying against you for rape. He had no choice but to resort to murder. However, the risk is huge. It would be

dirty work for me? In this way, even if things went wrong, he could still blame it on me?!" Charles felt as if someone was strangling

are under their control now. Is

I know you hate Mr. Christopher, but apart from him, who would still care for you now? James set you