The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 2432

"Sir! Ah-!" Just as Clarice was about to rush to Grant's aid, two loud gunshots suddenly went off right at her feet. The startling explosions made her shriek in alarm and dive under the table, clutching her head like a frightened dog.

Murderous intent filled the air, stifling and unavoidable.

Grant had long considered himself the king of the shadows. He had endured countless challenges, each more treacherous than the last. Yet, an uncontrollable sense of dread seized Grant's heart as this man approached. His fingers clutched the sofa's armrest as the fear of impending death washed over him.

"All of you. Get out!" The man's voice was cold, his gaze locked solely on Grant.

The guests scrambled to their feet in a panic, fleeing like terrified animals.

"Help! Somebody!" Still crouching under the coffee table, Clarice cried out desperately for help, but no one came.

Everyone who could have responded lay injured outside, barely alive.

Suddenly, the man raised his arm and fired again, shattering the coffee table into a cascade of glass shards that rained down on Clarice, slicing her face, legs, and arms and leaving a trail of gruesome, bloody cuts.

Pain shot through her body like lightning. Her scalp prickled and her limbs quivered violently.

frozen stiff with fear.

The man approached Grant.

about as he recoiled instinctively, only to get brutally kicked in the

as he clutched his

man's gun was pressed against Grant's

him, though he had known it

Drew..."

no 'Young Master Drew' here," the man replied steadily, his grip on the gun unflinching. He pulled off his black mask, revealing his

word

uncontrollably as she listened, her heart pounding

had tracked

terror as she realized their dealings with Justin and Bella were no longer

how they had tormented her what unimaginable revenge would

her spine. Clarice clamped her

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