The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

At the back of the orphanage, a black Maybach sat quietly at the roadside with its headlights off.

Not long after, a figure stealthily emerged from the rear door and swiftly got into the car.

"Ms. Amaryllis, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting," The woman said respectfully.

In the dim light, Clarice sat arrogantly with her legs crossed, her gaze indifferent as she handed the woman a brown envelope. "You did well this morning."

The woman accepted it, felt its thickness, and grinned widely. "Cutting a brake line was no big deal, just a small task."

Clarice did not bother to look at the lowly person, her expression cold and indifferent. "By the way, did you find the information I asked for? About all the volunteers and staff at the orphanage?"

"Yes, yes! I've been working here for over ten years. This kind of thing is easy!" The woman took out a stack of documents from her bag and handed them to Clarice with both hands.

Clarice took them and began scanning through the pages carefully.

Suddenly, her pupils contracted as she sharply pulled out one of the documents. The photo showed a beautiful woman with a striking resemblance to Bella, Christopher's former companion. It was Yvonne!

"This woman is a volunteer here?" Clarice asked suspiciously.

"Yes, Ms. Amaryllis. Ms. Smith has been volunteering at the orphanage for over two years. Not only that, but she donates to us every year. She's well-regarded around here."

Noticing Clarice's unsettled demeanor, the woman asked curiously, "Is there an issue with her?"

Clarice's voice turned cold. "Is she still volunteering here?"

"It's been a while since Ms. Smith last came by, but that's not uncommon. Volunteers can come and go as they please. They're giving their time freely anyway. She's been dedicated for over two years, which is a lot. Most people would've quit long ago because it's hard work."

"Today at the orphanage, there was a woman named

her. It's

into contemplation. The more she thought about it, the

Summer had just shown up, while

missing for

even approached Summer, asking if they had met before. Although she was a stranger, there was

dawned on Clarice as her gaze

the hospital's underground parking lot,

out and quickly made his way

hours, with only his steady, slightly wavering steps echoing and accentuating the weight

of Bella almost getting into a car accident flashed through his

indescribable pain, as if an invisible

ward when the door suddenly opened.

steps faltered, and his breathing became labored as he

the brothers faced each

contrast to Grant, who sat obscured in the darkness. His pale, sickly features were barely visible, like a ghostly figure

back any longer. He strode toward his brother, driven by a

to enter, Grant suddenly smiled and extended

brings you here so late?" Grant asked, his voice

hard, his voice hoarse. "I heard Ms. Thompson was in a car accident today.

just her leg injury flaring up. She needs rest," Grant replied, his tone

to see

already asleep," Grant said,