The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 2029



The hallway plunged into an icy silence. It was as if they were standing in the cold morgue.

Instead of being moved by Christopher's shameless and brazen confession, Bella found it utterly repulsive.

Filled with coldness and disgust, her gaze bore into him as if she were looking at a terrifying, monstrous creature.

"Hah, though you've got the nerve to say that, I feel quite uneasy hearing it, Mr. Iverson." As someone straightforward and unfiltered, Axel could not hold back his anger any longer. "You've repeatedly targeted my brother-in-law just to get to Bella. Do you have any idea how much you've hurt him?”

Axel's repeated emphasis on "brother-in-law" was so deliberate that Christopher's face visibly darkened.

"Fine, let's say your petty jealousies are just a young man's whim. My brother-in-law doesn't hold grudges, so we haven't made an issue about it. But don't think for a second that our family has forgotten what you did to my father!"

Axel's anger flared as he recalled the past, his eyes blazing with fury and his veins bulging in his neck. "When my father fell ill, you pretended to offer help, but what was that trash you gave him? After taking your so-called medicine, his condition only got worse! Don't you dare claim you didn't have malicious intentions! Just because my father didn't support you and Bella, you decided to take revenge, didn't you? Do you think the Thompson family is just going to sit back and take that?"

After holding back for so long, seeing Christopher in person finally pushed Axel over the edge.

the Larsons shared Axel's anger. Their eyes blazed

the past, Asher would have quickly intervened to calm his brother

time, he chose to

bring this up," Wyatt scolded

would have such strong side

I've been friends with your father for decades. He even saved my life once. Even though we have grown apart in recent years, I am not one to forget a debt of gratitude. So, I won't hold the matter of the medicine against you any longer," Wyatt said coldly,

breath hitched. His fingers curled tightly

his deceased father. If he were any harsher, it would be as if Christopher was not

is your father? Let me see him one last time." With these words, Wyatt

the morgue and paused at the

my father is inside,” Christopher said, his eyes red

of a devoted

Having prepared himself mentally

journey here, Wyatt found his usually composed