The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Christopher sat upright the moment the call got through.

"Sir..."

"It must be midnight there, Mr. Iverson. Why aren't you in bed yet?"

The person who answered the call was Clarice.

Christopher was surprised. "Ms. Amaryllis?"

"It's morning here in Meridan. He is a guest at the Reeds' place and doesn't have time to take your call."

Clarice's perky voice bore disdain. "You can just let me know what you want to say, and I'll relay the message."

Christopher frowned and clenched his fists.

Despite serving the man tirelessly for so many years, Christopher still felt a void within him and an invisible barrier between himself and the man. He doubted whether the man even regarded him as a confidant.

a short amount of

strong as he was,

there's nothing you want to talk about, I should get back to him, Mr. Iverson."

the medicine to Ms. Thompson, and she has accepted

that's great. Congratulations. Ms. Thompson accepted something of yours for

seemed hesitant. "There's nothing

you doubting him, Mr.

"Do you think he has nothing better to do? He only stepped in because you asked. Otherwise, Bella would've gotten together with Justin a long time ago and had more children than they

Bella, and she lost her uterus. She can't give birth

"Show some respect, Ms. Amaryllis. Bella is the love of my

you know she never upset me?" Clarice's voice

"What?"

work wonders on Wyatt, even better than the Larsons' developed drug. You have nothing to

let will be grateful to you. You can't come on strong to Bella. to take things slow. Shte it and change her