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!"

wants some peace and quiet to recover and doesn't want to

panicked, trying desperately to persuade

arm and slapped both bodyguards hard across their faces, scolding them

you know how close Mr. Iverson and Ms. Thompson

wave of nausea at the

soft thud, a white medicine box fell out of Taylor's trouser pocket. Bella, quick to react, bent down and picked it up before he could.

expression changed subtly, but he did not dare snatch the box from

with President Iverson that requires such tight security?" Bella asked coldly, handing the box

quickly put the box away, sighing dramatically. "Since taking over, Mr. Iverson has been overwhelmed with work, leading to various health

"Acute appendicitis

medicine isn't for President Iverson. It's for my mother." Taylor chuckled

lips curved into a slight, knowing smile as she walked gracefully

him. "Mr. Iverson only wishes to