The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

It was already early morning at this moment. The two bodyguards stationed at the entrance of Pivotage were struggling to stay awake, forcing themselves to stay alert and wait for the next shift. One of the bodyguards suddenly froze while yawning. "Hey, listen. Did you hear something?"

"What? There's nothing."

"No, I heard something. It sounds like something is scaling the walls!"

The other bodyguard felt numb with fear. "I heard this place was a mass grave decades ago. Don't scare me in the middle of the night!" "Stay guard here. I'll check it out."

The first bodyguard grabbed his flashlight and walked to the back of the club warily. He shined the light around and then directed it up the wall.

The harsh white light just happened to brush past Drew, who stood on the edge of the windowsill with his hands in his pockets.

It was the fifth floor, and the windowsill he stood on was so narrow it could barely fit his feet. Losing his balance slightly would mean a fatal fall. However, Drew seemed stable and composed as he stood there and stared down at everything that was happening downstairs.

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and a fine glass cutter immediately appeared in

few swift cuts, a huge hole appeared in the glass window. Drew

in a top-tier private room that had a minimum spend

his side and asked another curvy and sexy woman to straddle his thighs and feed

are the chosen one, born to win! Your

dog who got lucky. He forgot his place after getting a bone! Mr. James, you can't go easy on him. You must make him spit out everything he took

lost to Christopher and was enraged. He chased off all the women surrounding him. "Get

women scattered in

approached. "Mr. James, are these chicks not to

is nothing special!" James tugged

actually their manager. I heard