The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"Pivotage is the soil which I rely upon to survive. It's where a bat like me, who has adapted to the dark, feels most at home. I don't need another choice."

She had to keep her distance from him while there was still a chance.

"If I wanted to take you away to a place where Christopher's influence could not reach, would you come with me?" Drew stared at her deeply, never more seriously.

"No."

Yvonne did not hesitate. Her smile was a blend of light and tears. "I belong to Mr. Christopher, whether in life or death."

Drew slowly straightened his back, his reddened eyes turning cold again as he undid two more buttons on his black shirt. "I understand your feelings. In that case, let's get down to business." "What... Business?" The man's thoughts jumped too suddenly, and Yvonne failed to follow.

"It's midnight in a hotel room, and it's just you and me. What kind of business could it be? Play cards?"

Drew's gaze was mocking and cold, completely devoid of the gentleness she fell in love with. "Are you showering first, or me? Or should we bathe together?"

her head. "I'll

under his icy stare. "Why are you mad? How could we sleep together without bathing?" "Mad? I don't

a high and mighty noble gentleman like you really want to sleep with a woman like me? No matter how many times

know what type of person you

care!" Yvonne could not hold back her emotions anymore, shouting

was stunned, his thin lips

her outburst and tried to adjust her breathing. Her eyes were bloodshot. "If you worry about me, don't make such a request tonight, for the sake of me helping you and Ms. Bella

ugly world, Drew was the best man she had

not want

wanted them to

that Yvonne insisted on leaving, Drew's breathing became erratic, the veins bulging on his hand holding her waist. His tone became gentler, coaxing, "It's fine if you don't want to bathe.

Yvonne was indeed exhausted.