The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Jace bent down and casually plucked a rose. He tore off a petal and placed it in his mouth, chewing slowly. "Our boss will never resort to such brutish means of capture, like some wild beast. He will make Ms. Thompson accept him willingly, bit by bit, until she falls in love with him."

Christopher's shoulders shuddered, a chill running down his spine.

Bella did not feel as frightened. Instead, she felt curious, even suspicious. She thought to herself, if this "boss" they mentioned really were to take her away, it might actually be better than being trapped here with Christopher.

At the very least, she would have a chance to unmask the mastermind and strike at the root of the problem.

Staying with Christopher only left her feeling powerless. No matter how dignified, powerful, or influential he appeared, Christopher was just a guard dog, nothing more. She had a growing sense that Jace's presence tonight meant something big was going to happen.

Even if they did not take action, Christopher, having lost his usefulness, was nearing his end.

...

As night fell, the waves crashed against the shore.

the red velvet sofa in the

twitched, but he didn't rise in alarm.

came to a

a flash of red appeared

red apple in front of him. Her

Bella said softly, her

the apple from her hand. The crisp sound of a bite echoed as he

voice was barely a whisper, "Mr. Bailiff, do

"Yes," Jace replied indifferently.

I had a brother. He loved apples

there were two apple trees. When we were little, I would often climb

Jace remained silent.

with 99% of the skills

appeared in Jace's usually emotionless eyes. "What was