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."

then, there was a knock on the

a man dressed

then locked the door

have a seat," Christopher said, a smile playing on

confidants. Not only was he the legal advisor for the Iverson Group, but

Christopher," Attorney Lyles greeted him

Christopher's expression remained composed, it was clear that he was not

at the upcoming board meeting, there was no need

will is in your

presence.

in his expression, he pulled out the will from his briefcase. It was a document that went

moment Mr. Lyles took the 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 reflected

as the seconds ticked by. Even Mr. Lyles, who had weathered countless storms, felt intense pressure. Beads

reading the entire document, Christopher narrowed his eyes slightly. He smiled mockingly and tossed the

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

that was not

even