The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Bella donned a set of medical scrubs, tied her hair into a neat ponytail, and put on a thick mask.

She looked so professional that Steven was mesmerized.

Even with her distinctive features obscured, the assurance and bravery she exuded enchanted anyone who saw her.

Especially in the fading daylight, her shimmering eyes sparkled like the starry sky. One glimpse was enough to make someone feel utterly captivated.

Bella gave Steven a sly grin. "What are you staring at? Haven't you seen me like this before?"

Her voice had a playful edge. But she could tell his gaze was not one of romance, just pure wonder and appreciation.

"N-No... It's just that even with only your eyes showing, wearing a white coat, you still look amazing." Steven scratched his head awkwardly, then asked curiously, "Were you like this when you worked for Doctors Without Borders in Kridor?"

Bella adjusted her appearance in the mirror. "More or less."

military mission. Since it's not a huge place,

sensation, quivered slightly. Her voice had a hint of reluctance as

hesitated but refrained

feeling that Bella carried a heavy secret, one she bore alone.

of extraordinary beauty whose brilliance was hard to conceal. The more she covered up, the safer she

back entrances. Judging by their demeanor, Bella knew immediately they were not police but rather Clarice's men. This only confirmed her suspicion-whatever

hide in the bushes and observe the situation instead. It quickly became clear that anyone wanting to enter the building had

who stepped outside for a smoke in a secluded corner. Her eyes narrowed as

Bella had managed to obtain

male nurse lay unconscious

as a prop and moved through the hallways at

naively believe she could rescue him alone tonight. This operation was primarily reconnaissance, laying the groundwork

breath, Bella walked

left