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 leave now. I

icy stare. "Why are you mad? How could we

does a high and mighty noble gentleman like you really want to sleep

unruly. "I know what type of person you are. Since I brought you

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

stunned, his

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.

her ugly world, Drew was the best

did not want him to have

them to stay

bulging on his hand holding her waist. His tone became gentler, coaxing, "It's

Yvonne was indeed exhausted.