The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 2050

Bella knew that the only way to reach Owen was by appealing to his own interests. She approached him, step by step, and slipped the report into his suit pocket before walking away without looking back.

In the biting cold wind, Owen's hands trembled as he pulled out the piece of paper. After reading it, he slowly tore it to shreds, letting the pieces scatter in the wind.

Suddenly, his phone vibrated. He brought it to his ear.

"Taylor."

"Deputy Chief Hopkins, Mr. Iverson has ordered that the operation proceed tonight."

Owen took a deep breath, his eyes clouded. "Understood."

At 7:00 p.m., Watson Jenkins, accompanied by Sasha and Lane, dragged his ailing body to the KS World Hotel for a press conference.

Southern Star Syndicate had been controlled and tormented by the drugs. He warned everyone to stay away from these horrific substances, as

"I support a thorough search of the Southern Star Syndicate. Anyone found hoarding these drugs will be severely punished. As

Watson, supported by Lane, shakily rose to his feet. Facing the cameras,

of cameras lit up the room like daylight. Whether they were present

pitch after the Southern

internet was abuzz, denouncing the mastermind behind

authorities could not stand by and whitewash the situation for the sake of maintaining

alcohol and pleasure within the comforts arranged by

of alcohol, fed to him by the women around him. He grew increasingly intoxicated, his mind slipping into a haze. At some point, perhaps egged on by someone, he

could not remember much of what

splitting headache. He found himself lying naked in bed, with an equally naked

it. Over the years, as he accompanied his father on business dealings, people would occasionally try to curry favor by sending beautiful women to