The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 2012



Drew held Yvonne's hand firmly, and the two sprinted through the gorgeous but dangerous hallway.

Assassins continuously rushed out to shoot at them. Drew shielded Yvonne in his arms, but it did not affect his speed of drawing the gun at all. With accurate and precise shots, he shot each assassin in the head, one by one.

At this moment, someone lunged at them from the left.

Before Drew could turn around, Yvonne's eyes darkened.

Instantly, she accurately slit the attacker's throat using the golden hairpin in her hand. Blood gushed out, splattering on her dress.

Drew glanced sideways at her, his heart uncontrollably pounding against his chest, and the adoration beneath his eyes was like crashing waves.

"Phew... That was close." Yvonne wiped the sweat on her face with the back of her hand, but it merely smeared the blood all over her face, adding to her breathtaking charm.

Assassins were everywhere, scouring the villa like hyenas, searching for them.

Unable to escape for the moment, Yvonne found the garage filled with clutter. They hid inside and locked the door, using racks to barricade it. "Drew, I can't go with you."

No matter how reluctant Yvonne was, she must make a decision. "I'll stay here to distract them. It shouldn't be hard for you to slip away with your abilities. If we keep moving together, it'll only make Christopher's men even more reckless! We will really die here!"

raised his brows, still holding her hand tightly and refusing to

turned her blood-stained face away. "I still have many things to do. Even if I die, it cannot be today!" Drew's eyes reddened, his throat bobbing as he suddenly pressed

his mouth with her hand in a

man's gaze darkened, but the desire in his eyes did not

with tears, her thin shoulders trembling

him so, so

pure and noble. Even if he had a lover in

of pain surged in Drew's chest,

his mouth and said in a husky voice, "I'll kill whoever dares

on her lips, deep and domineering. Their lips and

the man's gentle eyes, Yvonne fell deeper

was her

She could die

moments of entanglement, they parted from each other, panting. A

as she took

brows and opened his palm, stunned

rummaging through that

if they could find where the source came from! You