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.

silently in the biting cold. Snow fell, accumulating

held an umbrella over

possess everything. Yel, Wilma only saw the loneliness in her eyes. 'Young Master Justin, when will you wake up? How could you let such

Maybach skidded to a dramatic stop before the villa, scattering

and he quickly strode toward Bella

before doubling over and retching. Clearly, Justin's

Wilma's voice trembled, a mix of relief and

her breath visible in the frigid air. She gazed into Justin's deep black eyes, her lips trembling as if to speak

came.

making demands, throwing tantrums, or teasing him playfully. But now, all

She hesitated, holding back.

Justin asked, his voice low and steady, his piercing gaze meeting her reddened eyes. Bella's voice

His fingers curled slightly.

We need to find Yvonne immediately... She might be in

had jolted her earlier-a loud gunshot-Bella's

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

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

of her brother, who had only recently found happiness.

get hurt...

the world spin and