The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"It wasn't me, Mr. Iverson. It wasn't..."

It was a struggle for Yvonne to speak. Her eyes reflected hurt and innocence.

No one knew better about the consequences of betraying Christopher than her. Yvonne did not want to die, not because death scared her. She simply did not want to disappear off the face of the earth without a trace or meaning.

Hence, she tried to get herself out of it. "Mr. Iverson, what do I get for betraying you? Taylor and I are the only ones well-versed in this case. You would've figured everything out in no time if I betrayed you. Why would I be so foolish to put myself in that situation?

"Besides, I have not stepped out of Pivotage, and you have eyes all over the place. My every move is under your surveillance. I wouldn't have the chance to communicate with Ms. Thompson and Mr. Salvador How would I betray you?"

Yvonne seemed to be heading in the right direction because Christopher's aggression subsided.

Eyeing her chance to de-escalate the situation, Yvonne said, "You gave me my life, Mr. Iverson. I'm nothing without you. I once set Mr. Salvador up. If they defeated you, they would come after me next." Though still suspicious, Christopher released the grip on Yvonne's arm.

Taylor barged in.

"I have bad news, Mr. Iverson."

tugged his necktie irritably. "What

"D-Drew is here."

Yvonne shook violently.

when she remembered those

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his teeth and asked menacingly. "Is

"That's right."

in resentment. "The guy must be up to no good to enter our turf on his own.

a special agent." Christopher nudged his golden-rimmed glasses up. "He must be confident he would leave unscathed to enter Pivotage alone. Yvonne, change

heart raced, and her head broke out

happy and bait him. Find an opportunity

and chuckled in her ear. "If you are loyal, as you said, don't

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dark trench coat, rested casually on the edge of the sofa.