The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Liam still managed to laugh. "However, some people might not even be able to hold on any longer. My dear nephew, are you still not going to choose?"

Inside the glass tank, the water had risen to Carrie's chest.

"Mr. Hoffman!" Yasmin called out, trembling.

Their intense gazes met, and in that moment, time and space seemed to freeze, rendering all else void.

-"Yasmin, follow me from now on."

-"Mr. Hoffman, I will follow you through thick and thin."

Yasmin looked at Ryan with tears in her eyes, smiling gently.

In her mind, the reckless and heart-stirring young man she first met merged with the extraordinary man standing before her.

"I don't want you to hesitate. From now on, no matter what happens, you must always, without hesitation, choose Young Madam." Yasmin's tearful eyes were full of deep affection and sincerity. Her gentle words composed a grand and touching farewell. "You and Young Madam must always be happy."

"No...!"

a split second, Ryan realized what was happening, and his

tackled Lewis

Bang! Bang! Bang!

out, followed by a

air and

"Yasmin!"

the water level inside the glass tank

body. He jumped into the empty pool,

wept uncontrollably, calling her

But he could no longer hear

display of loyalty. I am truly moved." Liam sighed mockingly. "Ryan, you see, your uncle is still a man of his word. When I say two for one, I mean two for one, no

finish his smug remark, Ryan, emerging from his profound grief,

Liam's thigh, and

kneeling in pain, gritted his teeth. As he reached for his gun, Ryan quickly leaped onto the high platform, pinned him down, and shot him

he pressed the gun

the