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...!"

split second, Ryan realized what was

turned and tackled Lewis to the

Bang! Bang! Bang!

out, followed

the air and fell heavily into

"Yasmin!"

level inside the glass tank

his trembling body. He jumped into the empty pool, cradling

calling

Hoffman, I am here.' But he could no

"Ryan, you see, your uncle is still a man of his word. When

smug remark, Ryan, emerging from his profound grief, picked up Lewis's fallen gun and fired continuously at

hit Liam's thigh,

kneeling in pain, gritted his teeth. As he reached for his gun, Ryan quickly leaped onto the

he pressed the gun against Liam's

the glass tank started operating again, and the water level continued to rise, submerging