The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Ryan did not hesitate for a moment. He yelled, "No deal. I want both of them!"

"Hahaha! Ryan, you want to enjoy the best of both worlds, huh?" Liam laughed wildly, then turned to look at Yasmin standing on the high platform. "Yasmin, you have not followed Ryan in vain. Look, he even wants to take you as a mistress!"

"Crazy bastard! Shut up, you monster!" Yasmin screamed at Liam with eyes red with rage. "If you want to kill someone, come at me! Let Young Madam go!"

"Be quiet!" Lewis slammed the butt of his gun against Yasmin's head.

"Tsk, tsk... What a shrew." Liam clicked his tongue and shook his head.

Pain surged through Yasmin's body, but it could not extinguish the anger in her eyes. She shouted at Ryan, "Mr. Hoffman! Don't worry about me. Save Young Madam! You must save her!"

"I want both!" Ryan's eyes were filled with dark red determination as he repeated himself firmly.

"Ryan, you already have enough. Don't be greedy. There is no such thing as wanting everything in this world."

Liam's smile was mocking, and his gaze was as bloodthirsty as a starving wolf. "I don't even have two arms, so how can you have two women? That is too unfair to me, don't you think so?"

Ryan

unfortunately, it is too late now." Liam's smile suddenly vanished. "Since you cannot make a choice, I

finished speaking, he pressed

the bottom of the glass

inside the tank, still unconscious. Within seconds, the water had already covered her

a sword had pierced his heart. He shouted and slammed the glass tank again, even using a

was specially made

who was frantically running around like a

I will kill

charged at Liam with

quickly grabbed a gun and fired three shots in rapid succession, the bullets

Don't!" Yasmin's heart nearly leaped out of

panted heavily, looking again at the glass tank. His heart beat frantically,

had already reached Carrie's

three minutes of submersion.