The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

As night fell, the wind roared with fury. The black sky loomed oppressively over the tumultuous sea.

On the shores of Rose Island, the waves crashed violently. Bella scrambled onto the helicopter parked on the sand, still wearing the red dress from earlier.

She had regained some of her strength, but she was still in a weakened state. She knew she could not hesitate any longer.

That night, Christopher had not administered more anesthetic. It was her only chance to escape. It had been years since she last piloted a helicopter. Even with only vague memories of how to operate one, she had to try.

Bella climbed into the cockpit, breathing heavily. She performed the necessary steps: fueling, igniting the engine, and engaging the propellers.

"Bella, you can do this. Stay steady... You can make it!" She gritted her teeth, her knuckles white as she gripped the control stick.

"Bella!"

Christopher, pale and frantic, ran toward her.

Bella stared at him coldly, her eyes filled with a bone-deep hatred.

"Christopher... Farewell!"

off, three gunshots rang

and the noise of the helicopter drowned out the sound of the gunfire. However,

Christopher's eyes widened in terror as he

was fixated on the

Her heart raced and her body trembled, but driven by a fierce desire to escape, she

Bang! Bang! Bang!

fired in quick

bullets did not strike her. Instead, they were aimed at the helicopter's fuselage. Alarms and error messages blinked urgently on the cockpit screens as the vehicle began to

Bastard!" Bella roared in frustration,

Only the roar of the waves remained, mocking her

at Jace who walked

to prevent it from taking off, but a stray bullet could have killed Bella

man yanked open the helicopter door, his