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?"

shook her head. "I'll leave now. I won't

wanted to leave, but the man quickly grabbed her waist, pulling her back under his icy stare. "Why are you mad? How could we sleep together without bathing?" "Mad? I don't have the

formed in her throat. "Mr. Brown, does a high and mighty noble gentleman like you really want to sleep with a woman like me? No matter how many times I bathe, I can

cocky and unruly. "I know what type of person you are.

hold back her emotions

his thin lips

bloodshot. "If you worry about me, don't make such a

her ugly world, Drew was

liked him, she did not want him to

them

veins bulging on his hand holding her waist.

Yvonne was indeed exhausted.