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.

managed to gain the man's trust in a short amount of time. She could even take his personal

as he

I should get back to him, Mr. Iverson." Clarice had no

medicine to Ms. Thompson, and she has

Ms. Thompson accepted something

hesitant. "There's nothing wrong with the

Are 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

forgot. Justin had his way with Bella, and she lost

respect, Ms. Amaryllis. Bella is the love of

she never upset me?" Clarice's voice

"What?"

will work wonders on Wyatt, even better than the Larsons' developed drug. You

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