The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"Ms. Amaryllis, we've searched everywhere. There's nothing here." One of the men reported.

Clarice's brows furrowed in irritation. "Impossible! Where's her phone?"

"No phone was found."

This time, Clarice could not care less about appearances. She stormed forward, crouching down to grab Yvonne by the hair, forcing the battered woman to meet her gaze.

"Bitch! You must have been looking for something if you're in Pivotage in the dead of night. What did you find? Iland it over, and I might spare your miserable life!"

Yvonne spat blood and saliva directly into Clarice's face.

"You bitch!" Clarice's eyes burned with rage, and she slapped Yvonne twice.

Her hand stinging from the impact but still unsatisfied, she screamed, "Take her away!"

Two men hurried forward, dragging Yvonne's limp, bloodied body.

Clarice wiped the blood and spit from her face, her eyes bloodshot with fury. "Keep searching! Track every step she took to get here. I want every inch of the path searched!"

Justin took the wheel himself, speeding toward Bella with reckless urgency.

their love nest, Bella stood silently in

held an umbrella over her to shield her

'Young Master Justin,

a dramatic stop before the villa, scattering snow

the car, and he quickly

of the car, barely walking a few steps before doubling over and retching. Clearly, Justin's driving had

Justin! You're finally here!" Wilma's voice trembled, a mix of

She gazed into Justin's deep black eyes, her lips trembling

came.

tantrums, or teasing him playfully.

She hesitated, holding back.

and steady, his piercing gaze meeting her reddened eyes. Bella's voice was hoarse and faint.

chest. His fingers

We need to

jolted her earlier-a loud gunshot-Bella's

I heard gunshots... I heard them! Yvonne's phone is

wild," Justin said, his rigid stance betraying the restraint he exerted to

brother, who had only recently found happiness. The

can't get hurt...

felt the world spin and her body limp as she collapsed to