The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"It's been some time, Ms. Smith. You still look amazing." The man stared at Yvonne's exquisite face, smiling leisurely.

"Thank you for your praise, Sir." Yvonne lowered her head, responding humbly.

"This is expected of the child that Mr. Iverson personally nurtured for many years-gentle, elegant, dignified, and generous. Sometimes, I even think that she's Ms. Thompson. Ms. Smith is truly the most perfect substitute I've seen."

Yvonne's expression remained unchanged, but her eyes darkened immediately.

The word "substitute" turned all of the praise from the man into sarcasm.

Christopher did not continue the topic. Instead, he opened the box and presented the antique vase to the man. "This is an 18th-century vase I acquired at an auction in Inalia. It's a small token. Please accept it."

Clarice raised her brows.

She had kept an eye on this antique vase before for the man, but it was bought for a staggering $5 billion by an anonymous buyer. She did not expect the buyer to be Christopher.

Christopher was indeed a considerate and dedicated lapdog.

Mr. Iverson. Please give your full attention

I will give

two left, the aromatic

face you bestowed upon me and Yvonne's face, which resembles Bella Thompson, which do you think is more beautiful?" Clarice's hands

arched slightly, and

of him, kneeling at his feet. She lifted her

how much Yvonne looks like Bella, she will never be

her chin slowly. "You are your own self, a work of art I carefully crafted. How could

it, Clarice's dark eyes

in terms of whether it belonged to him or not. Therefore, she

me for

with appropriate pressure. "I think now is the most suitable time for you to return. As Christopher said the best way to manipulate a man is to play on

chuckled.

now that Shannon has completely fallen, Bethany's existence in the Salvador