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...!"

realized what

and tackled

Bang! Bang! Bang!

out, followed by a

the air and

"Yasmin!"

water level

into the empty pool, cradling Yasmin's limp, blood-soaked body

Yasmin..." He wept uncontrollably, calling her name

But he could no longer

sighed mockingly. "Ryan, you see, your uncle is still a man of his

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

bullet hit Liam's thigh, and another shot disarmed

pain, gritted his teeth. As he reached for his gun, Ryan quickly leaped

he pressed the

operating again, and the water level continued to rise, submerging the