The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 2027



For a man like Lance, who was once a titan of industry who stood shoulder to shoulder with Wyatt, news of his death should have been immediately suppressed by the Iverson Group. The company usually waited until the situation stabilized before making any formal announcement.

However, against all expectations, the news spread like wildfire overnight, with countless media outlets rushing to report it. It turned the entire city into a storm of speculation.

The source of the leak? Christopher.

Now, with the entire Iverson family reduced to just one man, Christopher, it was only natural that he would inherit the Iverson Group.

After years of plotting, he finally achieved his long-held ambition.

He ascended to the pinnacle of Iverson Group's power, leaving countless casualties in his wake.

The hospital's morgue temporarily housed Lance's body. As the sole family member, Christopher refused an autopsy. With no signs of foul play found at the scene, the police concluded the case as a sudden death due to natural causes.

In the hospital's lounge, Christopher sat upright on a square black leather sofa. His arms rested naturally yet regally on the armrests, eyes closed as he imagined himself seated on a throne.

"Dad, in all my nearly thirty years of life, this is the best gift you've ever given me. Thank you for making it all possible. Rest in peace."

there was a knock on

a man dressed

then locked the door behind

Lyles, please have a seat," Christopher said, a smile playing

Lyles was one of Lance's most trusted confidants. Not only was he the legal advisor for the Iverson Group, but he was also the private attorney for the entire Iverson family. He had served Lance for

greeted him with

remained composed, it was clear that he was not entirely

now inevitable and only awaiting the formal announcement at the upcoming board meeting, there was no need to press the matter at

my father's will

leisurely, "Now, you can read it out in my presence. After

of sorrow in his expression, he pulled out the will from his briefcase. It

will out, Christopher abruptly stood up and snatched the papers from his hands, eagerly flipping through them. Line by line, the black ink on white paper

Mr. Lyles, who had weathered countless storms, felt intense pressure. Beads

narrowed his eyes slightly. He smiled mockingly and

leave something for James and Astrid, who are locked up in prison. Yet he did not leave a single thing for me. Excellent! This is exactly what a father

was

had even