The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 2017



Along the way, Yvonne followed behind Taylor. Although she was expressionless, cold sweat had drenched through her thin dress, and her footsteps were as heavy as lead.

She thought of the roses Christopher removed and immediately considered all the terrifying possibilities in her mind.

Christopher liked those roses a lot. Now that he suddenly got rid of them and summoned her, he must have noticed it already.

Returning to her senses, Yvonne closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she opened her eyes again, she had a resolute look, as if she were about to be executed.

Everyone would die eventually. It was merely a matter of time.

Thinking about the worst outcome, she suddenly felt fearless.

Yvonne was brought to that blood-soaked basement, where God knows how many people were executed.

A few men stood guard in the four corners. On the luxurious and comfortable red velvet sofa in the middle, Christopher lazily crossed his long legs, wearing a meticulous gray suit as he sipped red wine.

He did not fit in with the eerie atmosphere around him.

"Yvonne, I heard you did not leave your room for four days. How is it? Have you rested enough now?" Christopher swirled his glass, asking with an ambiguous smile.

her lips and did

slowly pushed his gold-rimmed glasses up his nose. He hooked his fingers at her and said, "Yvonne, come

chill crawled up Yvonne's slender calves like a

had no choice but to walk to

"Ah..."

lurched forward as Christopher suddenly grabbed her wrist, pulling her forcefully and making her fall into his

used to

held

his lap His breath, tainted with the sweet scent of red wine, brushed against her pale cheeks. It was an intimate

he like

felt cold all over, turning her face away in embarrassment.

like it too. Dress

from now

on." Christopher chuckled

further down her set

Dimofy his dry but cold