The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Accompanied by Steven, Bella approached the inpatient wing on the southern side of the hospital.

As expected, the area was heavily guarded, almost impenetrable. Bella exchanged a glance with Steven, who understood immediately. He stepped forward, only to be coldly stopped by two of Christopher's

bodyguards.

"You're not allowed in here!"

"I'm the secretary to the CEO of the KS Group," Steven replied icily, though he could barely contain his disgust. "Ms. Thompson heard that Mr. Iverson is ill and staying here, so she came to pay him a visit."

The two bodyguards exchanged uneasy looks. They certainly recognized Bella, but Christopher's orders were absolute, and disobeying them could mean death. So, they had no choice but to politely decline. "Sorry, Ms. Thompson, but we're just following orders..."

Suspicious but unfazed, Bella smiled lightly. "In that case, I won't disturb Mr. Iverson's recovery." "Ms. Thompson!"

Taylor came rushing over, immediately putting on a respectful, ingratiating smile upon seeing Bella. "Are you here to see Mr. Iverson? Please, come in, please!"

Bella narrowed her cool almond-shaped eyes. "It seems Mr. Iverson wants some

no! You're Ms. Thompson, the person Mr. Iverson values the most! No one else can compare." Taylor panicked, trying desperately to persuade her. "If Mr. Iverson

hesitating, Taylor, now frantic, swung his arm and slapped both bodyguards hard across their faces, scolding them

know how close Mr. Iverson and Ms. Thompson

felt a wave of nausea

with a soft thud, a white medicine box fell out of Taylor's trouser pocket. Bella, quick to

but he did not

exactly is wrong with President Iverson that requires such tight security?" Bella asked coldly, handing the box back to

put the box away, sighing dramatically. "Since taking over, Mr.

"Acute appendicitis requires

mother." Taylor chuckled nervously, stepping aside to let her pass.

a slight, knowing smile as she walked

to follow, Taylor blocked him. "Mr. Iverson