The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Yvonne fixated on Drew with tearful eyes, but under the watchful eyes of surveillance, she had to put on her professional smile and dazzle him.

However, her tensed face could fool no one, including Drew.

Meanwhile, Christopher sat in the surveillance room and watched the duo's every move.

The private room was equipped with high-definition cameras and microphones, capable of capturing even the slightest breath.

"Ms. Smith, I didn't expect to see you here." Drew raised a brow and said, "You have been on my mind since the last time we met. I have been dreaming of the day we meet again. I'm happy my dream was realized today."

"I wasn't expecting to see you here either, Mr. Brown." Yvonne smiled unnaturally.

She knew she should not be fooled by Drew's remark.

Still, she had butterflies when he said she was on his mind.

They had been in the game for a while. Remarkably, Christopher did not see through their façade.

"I guess we are meant to be." Drew narrowed his eyes amusingly and acted like he was at home. "Come here. Don't be a stranger. Sit."

forward when Drew patted

the sofa, Christopher

beat, Yvonne picked up the hem of

"Ah!"

her into his

the armrests clenched tightly, leaving scratch marks on

breath hitched, and his eyes

blushed, her heart thumping out of her chest. "Stop

not just asking Drew to

was afraid, for

fear washed over her, and

against her

her

locked her tight

hint of her cleavage under her deep V-neck dress. She looked tantalizing as

could resist