The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"You... You... Hit me..." James could see stars. He mumbled with his mouth full of blood.

"You caused trouble on my turf and roughed up my staff. James, have I been too lenient with you?" Christopher looked down at him, his lips curling coldly.

"You... Your... Turf...?" James widened his eyes in shock.

"Pivotage is owned by Mr. Christopher. Everything inside here belongs to him," Taylor said proudly.

James' body turned stiff. He was so shocked that he was at a loss for words.

The mysterious owner behind the top club in the country, a popular place where countless people dreamed of becoming members to showcase their status, was Christopher?! Christopher was merely an abandoned son who just managed to stand his ground in the Iverson Group. How could he have accumulated such an empire? What kind of joke was this? "Since you came here to spend money, I won't do anything if you behave yourself. But I guess I've overestimated that you'll be able to act human."

Christopher turned around and walked to Yvonne, staring at her indifferently. He held out a clean hand toward her.

It was like when they first met. However, everything has changed.

Christopher's hand represented salvation. He pulled Yvonne out of

repeatedly pushed her into the abyss, sending her to those

through it, and her heart

longer wanted his

my own." Yvonne steadied her breath, gritted her teeth, and struggled to stand up while shaking. Christopher's eyes

immediately came to help you after hearing that you're in trouble. Look, he cares for you so much!"

a shaking finger, as if he only saw through his true colors at this moment. "Did I pretend? Aren't

Christopher snorted coldly. "You've

child fifteen years ago whom you could bully and butcher at will. James, you're not only blind. You're also stupid and arrogant. Butt should

full of yourself, how could I

boast so

and is ready to promote me... How long do you think... You can stay in you position?! In my opinion... Running this brothel

down Asher?" Christopher