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!"

to die with me?" Drew raised his brows, still holding her hand tightly and refusing

said immediately and 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 her against the wall and

and she hurriedly covered his mouth

but the desire in

eyes glistened with tears, her thin shoulders

him

noble. Even if he had a lover

strong sense of pain surged in Drew's chest, making his

in a husky voice, "I'll kill whoever

determined kiss landed on her lips, deep and domineering.

gentle eyes, Yvonne

her

could die now

they parted from each other, panting. A crystal-clear thread

bright red as she took his hand and placed something

his palm, stunned when he saw a

that man mentioned a istopher is asking him to export." Yvonne looked at him intensely got this while rummaging through that man's body. You must get out of here alive and give this

came from! You must also tell them about Christopher possibly using drug addicts to carry