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?"

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

she 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?

threw a seductive gaze, but a bitter lump 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

type of person you are. Since I brought you out, it means I

not hold back her emotions anymore, shouting in a trembling

was stunned, his

quickly noticed her outburst and tried to adjust her breathing. Her eyes were bloodshot. "If you worry about me, don't make such a request

her ugly world, Drew was the

him, she did not want him to have any connection with her

wanted them

bulging on his hand holding her waist.

Yvonne was indeed exhausted.