The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 2025

The air froze, and it was so quiet they could hear a needle drop.

Christopher looked at his father with a gaze as dark as a wild wolf's, yet his lips carried a casual hint of a smile. "Dad, it's just you and me left in the entire Iverson Group. Why beat around the bush? Can't we just be direct?"

Lance sneered and picked up a document on the table, flinging it at him.

The papers scattered at his feet, and he coldly looked down.

"Christopher, you've really done it. The first present you gave me after becoming the CEO is embezzling funds and helping outsiders, huh?"

Lance's gaze was icy, and he clenched his jaw in anger. "Do you think you're the only one who benefited from bribing the finance manager to funnel the company's funds to your offshore account and create a secret fund?

"That old fox was secretly siphoning his share as well. Because of his greed, it enabled me to trace it back to the things you did behind my back! That bastard returned the money and confessed what you secretly ordered him to do!

"He worked for me for decades, yet you've already started to dream of using my people for your own benefits after taking office for a few days. You're not just bold; you're delusional!"

Christopher did not bother to bend down and pick up the papers. Instead, he stepped on them, turning the papers into wrinkled trash with his polished shoe.

He knew about the finance manager's wrongdoings but did not care. Christopher only used people with greed. He might not dare to use those without desires.

Unexpectedly, he was caught by Lance.

"So, what do you want to do?" Christopher pushed his glasses and asked with a calm smile.

because there was

some affection for you, so I

the prosecution catches wind of this, it will be awkward for your situation. You've heavily offended the Thompson family before. Now that a chance to humiliate you has presented itself, Wyatt's second son will probably be

it, Christopher was expressionless,

all the shares of Iverson Group you hold, and I'll

Christopher would be a puppet. Any of the two choices were dead ends. Ha, a father's

in front of him, who was so intent on making his life miserable, and

done showing

frowned. "What do

"It's my turn now."

up the remote control, and turned on

and explicit images that would

immediately sprang up from the sofa and stared in horror at his naked self on the screen, flanked by women. Emotions

anger, he trembled all over, his vision

your gang of old buddies sure are close. Eating, drinking, gambling, whoring-you do everything

not look at the screen, finding it too disgusting. He merely admired Lance's changing expressions with mild interest. "Your skills are quite decent. You're not slowing down with

"You... you...!"

wildly, feeling his

with me, I might have never brought this video out. After all, we are father and son, and it isn't

shook his head. "Don't blame me. If you have to blame someone, blame yourself for