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.

with Ryan began to blur, distort, and fade in her memory. Suddenly, a

swollen and reddened

covered in wounds, tightly bound and

mental state shattered

Group boardroom, the

of the table. As the leading figure of the Hoffman Group, he led a group of veteran subordinates through countless

seasoned veterans still did not fully respect Ryan and only regarded the old chairman as their

this reason. They feared Ryan's rise in power would diminish their influence in the

into decline, but not everyone cared about the group's long-term prospects. Some were only

was the primary reason why Liam, despite his incompetence, could

his throat and

announce something I believe everyone

brows furrowed slightly. Inexplicable discomfort surged