The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"Mr. Hoffman!"

From somewhere above Ryan, Yasmin's heart-wrenching cry reached his ears. Ryan's trembling eyelids lifted abruptly, and his stormy eyes narrowed again.

On the ten-meter diving platform over the swimming pool, Yasmin's hands were tightly bound with coarse hemp rope, and Lewis held a gun to her head, forcing her to stand precariously at the edge of the platform.

Below her feet was a terrifying height, and the swimming pool below was completely dry.

"Yasmin!"

Ryan's bloodstained white shirt was soaked in cold sweat. As he took two steps forward, Lewis immediately pointed the gun at him, forcing him to retreat!

"Mr. Hoffman, I'm sorry..." Tears filled Yasmin's eyes, choking her words.

Ryan gazed deeply at her without blinking. "No, you have never wronged me or anyone else. Yasmin. The one who should apologize is me."

Yasmin's heart was pierced sharply. She had accompanied Ryan through storms, fearing nothing, but she dreaded Ryan apologizing to her.

is Carrie?" Ryan's voice was

up a remote control from the

area on the left. Ryan turned his eyes warily and saw a cart carrying a large glass tank

transparent glass, Carrie was suspended inside, unconscious, and her wrists were shackled. Her pure white dress was covered with dirt and blood, like a broken

Yasmin's tears gushed

"Carrie!"

roared with red eyes, the taut

thick glass, kicking it, and slamming it with his elbows. But the glass was so sturdy

yelling. The glass has excellent soundproofing. She can't hear

"Your wife is just unconscious. After enduring so many beatings and suffering so

behind your back? Would you have known that your wife has been bullied and abused by her since middle school? You surely didn't know that Jason wanted me to marry this girl under Zorders, did you?

for years is the very culprit who ruined your beloved. Hahaha... Ryan, now you must be