The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 1789

"Teddy... My teddy bear..."

In the suffocating darkness, Carrie leaned closely against the cold wall, her body trembling. She curled up with her arms around her knees.

The man had taken her teddy bear. It was as if he had shattered her soul and stripped away her spine.

Her mind was blank, with cold sweat dripping down her pale, beautiful face.

"Ryan... Where are you? Please come and save me..."

Suddenly, all the lights in the room turned on.

Numerous cold, incandescent beams struck Carrie's pallid face like the harsh glare of an interrogation lamp, further pushing her already fragile mind to the brink.

"Ryan... I'm so scared... Ryan..." Tears streamed incessantly from her tightly shut eyes.

Carrie could not think of anything.

blur, distort, and fade in her memory. Suddenly, a gigantic screen on the wall flickered

her swollen and reddened

the screen covered in wounds, tightly bound and blindfolded. It was unmistakably

mental state

the Hoffman Group boardroom, the board meeting

group of veteran subordinates through countless storms to build the company into what it is today. Within the Hoffman Group, he

had gradually handed over the family business to Ryan, a few seasoned veterans still did not fully respect Ryan and only regarded the old chairman

concerns went beyond just this reason. They feared Ryan's rise in power would diminish their influence in the company and curtail their opportunities

promoting Liam would only lead the Hoffman Group into decline, but not everyone cared about the group's long-term prospects. Some were only interested

primary reason why Liam, despite his incompetence,

and surveyed

to announce something I

Inexplicable discomfort surged