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The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1681-"Are you also including Christopher when you mention the animalistic Iverson brothers?" Drew asked a soul-piercing question. Yvonne's long eyelashes fluttered gloomily. "Every hostess who provides service for the customers in Pivotage does so voluntarily." "You're willingly following him too?" Drew's cold eyes narrowed slightly as he withdrew his hand that was supporting her waist.

Yvonne felt her heart ache. Her throat was dry as she parted her lips. "Yes. I did it voluntarily."

Drew tilted his head and sneered mockingly. His eyes, which reflected her face, dimmed.

No matter the reasons this woman had for helping him, whether she was stupid or had an ulterior motive, Drew reminded himself that she belonged to Christopher.

"Take this evidence back and hand it to Ms. Bella and Mr. Salvador."

Yvonne's gaze was intense. "This is James' Achilles heel. They could definitely use these to sentence that bastard to eternal ruin, far better than you going up against him head-on."

"Aren't you afraid Christopher would find out that you helped me? Aren't you afraid he'll punish you? Even kill you?" After checking, Drew kept the file in his trench coat securely. "I'm afraid."

Yvonne's gloom lifted, and a bright smile danced on her red lips. "But I want to repay your kindness."

"Kindness?"

"That night, I had gastric ulcers. Thank you for leaving me the medicine the next day."

However, Yvonne did not get to take the medicine because it was crushed to powder by Christopher. Drew had long forgotten about this and only remembered it after her reminder. "Oh, it's nothing."

At this moment, Yvonne's phone rang. It was her subordinate.

"Ms. Yvonne, Mr. Christopher is back. His car is driving into the underground parking lot."

"Got it."

After hanging up the call, Yvonne pulled Drew toward the door in a panic.

"Leave now. Mr. Christopher has returned!"

"What are you scared of? I can definitely get away unscathed."

"Where can you go? There are cameras at the front and back doors. Can you make yourself invisible Yvonne was sitting on needles. Christopher's phone could monitor the situation here in real time.

Everything would be over if he found out!

"Why would I use the door? A real man never goes for the backdoor." Drew lifted his chin smugly.

The atmosphere was tense, but Yvonne could not help smiling upon hearing his words.

Knock knock!

Someone suddenly knocked on the door, and a female voice sounded. "Ms.

Yvonne, are you inside?"

"What is it?" Yvonne could only use a cold, hard tone to mask her anxiety.

P.ne

"Room S001 has a situation. James specifically asked for you. When the supervisor explained that you doh't take clients, He threw a tantrum, smashing everything in the room and even injuring two girls… How should we handle this?"

After the woman left, she took a deep breath and looked into Drew's clear eyes. "James and My. Christopher are mortal enemies. If I see him and cause a commotion, Mr. Christopher will naturally come over. You should leave quickly."

An idea appeared in Yvonne's mind, and she said, "I'll be right there."

Yvonne wanted to turn around, but Drew's brows were slightly furrowed, and he suddenly grabbed her delicate arm his ingers gradually tightening.

"Must you go see him?" Their eyes met, and Yvonne felt an electric current surge through her heart.

"Yeah. It's the only way you can get away safely."

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1682-Yvonne's silver high heels clicked sharply and urgently down the majestic hallway, heading straight to Room S001. "Ms. Yvonne! You're finally here!"

The supervisor and a few hostesses stood at the door, trembling, at a loss of what to do. One of the girls had a bleeding wound on her forehead, blood dripping down her cheek, and the other had a black eye, both heavily injured.

"Scumbag! Such vicious attacks!"

Yvonne was deeply upset and scolded the supervisor sternly. "Why are you just standing around? They are badly injured. Why haven't you sent them to the hospital? What are you waiting for?!" Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Ms. Yvonne, sending them to the hospital is a small thing. Most importantly, we need to get rid of the huge problem inside!"

The supervisor was drenched in sweat. "Mr. James is a VIP, and he is Mr.

Christopher's brother. How do we handle this big mess appropriately?!"

"VIP?"

Yvonne's gaze was cold and sharp, getting her teeth furiously. "What kind of VIP is he? He's merely a dog who can't control his lower body! Also, no matter what happens, nothing is as important as our staff's safety. Send them to the hospital for medical treatment immediately. I'll handle things here!"

The two girls were full of gratitude, thanking her as they cried.

In Pivotage, the only person left with a sense of humanity was Yvonne.

The sound of bottles smashing came from the room again, as if a hurricane had struck. Yvonne kicked the door open, walking in fearlessly. James, already drunk, was willfully destroying the expensive decorations like a demolition crew while his group of lousy friends cheered him on. However, Yvonne's appearance immediately silenced the room.

The group of perverts' attention was fully attracted by the woman's captivating beauty and alluring figure, staring at her like a hungry wolf and even drooling.

"Fuck… She looks so much like Bella!"

"It's such a waste of resources to have such a stunning chick but keep her hidden instead of letting her entertain guests! This should be Pivotage's ace!"

James turned around, panting heavily. When he saw Yvonne, his heart skipped a beat in fear.

Bella was beautiful, but too prickly. After all, that scheming woman had set Charles and Astrid up, almost tricking him as well. When James saw Yvonne's face, his first reaction was fear.

"Mr. James, have you had your fun yet?"

Yvonne casually glanced around the room, then walked to the side and grabbed the only crystal vase left on the shelf.

The next second, she raised the vase and smashed it at James' feet fiercely.

With a loud crash, the vase shattered into pieces at his feet.

The flying shards made James jump in shock, losing all the composure of a noble young man.

"This was the most expensive item in the room. Why didn't you smash

it?" Yvonne crossed her arms, looking at him with a fake smile, "'m afraid you would beltifed, so did it for you.

No need to thank me."

"You…!" James glared at her, gritting his teeth, feeling so mad that his face darkened.

"Oh, right. Mr. James, you must understand the concept of compensating for dantaged property.

Moreover, you injured our workers, so you'll need to pay for their medical fees too."

Yvonne blinked, her slender fingers pointing at the damage around the room. "Hmm… Based on my initial estimate, you probapi smashed $4 million. worth of goods. Combined with the one I smashed for you and the workers' medical fee, I'll give you a discount of $6 million. Mr. James, remember to settle the bill before you leave. I'll waive the service fee for you tonight."

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1683-"$6 million?! Why don't you fucking rob a bank?!" James' nostrils flared as he gritted his teeth furiously.

"You are the Iverson family's eldest son and the former CEO of the Iverson Group. $6 million is merely pocket change for you. You don't lack the money, do you?" Yvonne's red and charming lips curled mockingly.

The few people present were stunned.

This woman not only looked similar to Bella, but she also imitated that badtempered bitch's attitude.

The supervisor stared at Yvonne in shock, his heart almost jumping out of his chest.

However, he felt that it was weird. He worked with Yvonne for a long time, and she was never like this.

Incidents like this, where Pivotage's guests had too much to drink and caused trouble, happened frequently. Yvonne had always resolved things peacefully as the manager, never confronting them directly. But when facing James, it was as if she saw her mortal enemy. She was clearly trying to provoke him.

The word "former CEO" cut deep into James. He stormed up to Yvonne, the veins on his hands bulging as he strangled her throat, viciously pushing her against the wall!

Everyone was stunned, but no one dared to intervene.

"Fucking bitch! Do you want to die?!"

Yvonne's face flushed red, and tears welled up in her eyes.

But just as James thought this lowly woman would submit to him, she slowly curled her lips and laughed.

The laugh was painful, but it was clearly mocking him.

"How dare you laugh at me?!"

Just as James, consumed by rage, wanted to hit her, a chill suddenly radiated from behind.

Then, someone grabbed him by the collar, making him let go of Yvonne's neck.

A heavy punch landed squarely on James' face. He immediately felt intense pain as blood gushed out of his nostrils.

"Ugh!"

James covered his bloody nose and stumbled back. That was when he saw who had hit him. That fair exquisite, but incredibly sinister face was none other than Christopher's.

"Ahem…" Yvonne sat on the ground weakly, gasping for breath.

At this moment, only one thought flashed across her mind. Did Drew leave Pivotage safely?

"Bastard… It's you… Ugh!"

Before James could finish his words, Christopher strode forward and grabbed his collar, punching him again.

At this moment, several bodyguards walked in, silently making everyone else leave before closing the door.

The luxurious room became a slaughterhouse to teach James a lesson.

Christopher sat on James, punching him again and again with a numb expression.

James' eyes were so swollen he could not open them, and histront teeth werecknocked out, leaving him in á sorry state.

"Mr. Christopher! It's enough… You might kill him if you continue."

Christopher finally retracted his when rar reminded him to b . He slowly stood up penet the underneath belongs

He pulled out a pristine white handkerchief from his coat and wiped the blood on Kis hands wiped the blood on is hands carefully, then threw the dirtied handkerchief on James' disfigured face.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1684-You… You… Hit me…" James could see stars. He mumbled with his mouth full of blood. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"You caused trouble on my turf and roughed up my staff. James, have I been too lenient with you?" Christopher looked down at him, his lips curling coldly.

"You… Your… Turf…?" James widened his eyes in shock.

"Pivotage is owned by Mr. Christopher. Everything inside here belongs to him,"

Taylor said proudly.

James' body turned stiff. He was so shocked that he was at a loss for words.

The mysterious owner behind the top club in the country, a popular place where countless people dreamed of becoming members to showcase their status, was Christopher?! Christopher was merely an abandoned son who just managed to stand his ground in the Iverson Group. How could he have accumulated such an empire? What kind of joke was this? "Since you came here to spend money, I won't do anything if you behave yourself. But I guess I've overestimated that you'll be able to act human."

Christopher turned around and walked to Yvonne, staring at her indifferently. He held out a clean hand toward her.

It was like when they first met. However, everything has changed.

Back then, Christopher's hand represented salvation. He pulled Yvonne out of Hell and into the human world, giving her hope.

But now, it was the same pair of hands that repeatedly pushed her into the abyss, sending her to those demons again and again.

Yvonne had seen through it, and her heart had gone cold.

She no longer wanted his pity and charity.

"No need to trouble you, Mr. Christopher… I can get up on my own." Yvonne steadied her breath, gritted her teeth, and struggled to stand up while shaking.

Christopher's eyes were indifferent as he glanced at Taylor calmly.

Taylor quickly draped Christopher's coat over Yvonne's shoulders. "Ms. Yvonne, Mr. Christopher immediately came to help you after hearing that you're in trouble. Look, he cares for you so much!" Yvonne lowered her eyes and said nothing.

"Christopher… So you've been playing the fool, huh? You were always pretending!" James pointed at Christopher's face with a shaking finger, as if he only saw through his true colors at this moment. "Did I pretend? Aren't you just blind?"

Christopher snorted coldly. "You've never looked at me as an equal. You still thought was the same weak child fifteen years ago whom you could bully and butcher at will. James, you're not only blind. You're also stupid and arrogant. Butt should thank you for underestimating me. If you weren't so full of yourself, how could I have won so easily? How could you lose so miserably?"

"Won…? Don't boast so soon!"

James felt his vision swimming, unable to get up. "I've… Taken Asher down…

Dad trusts me again and is ready to promote me… How long do you think… You can stay in you position?! In my opinion… Running this brothel suits you better!"

"Did you really think you took down Asher?" Christopher glanced at him disdainfully.

James' heart tightened. "What do you mean?"

"Whatever. Since you're already dreaming, I'll let you finish it."

Christopher held Yvonne's slightly trembling shoulder and walked m toward the doore "You don't need to pay for the things you smashed. Save the money and fix your face instead."

Just as the two left, James, unwilling to admit defeat, suddenly laughed hysterically.

"Hahaha! Christopher! You're such a twisted freak! You can't get Bellan So you kept a woman who looks like her areund you! You're so pathetic… How pitiful!

"You can't have the real one, so you

got a fake substitute! But for a bastard like you who needs to resprt to dirty tricks to get Dads attention…

Alfake is all you deserve! You will never beat Justin… And you'bnever have Bella… Ever! Hahaha!"

A murderous intent flashed across Christopher's dark eyes as he walked out.

Yvonne could clearly feel the slight pain in her shoulder where the man was holding her.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1685-Back in his room, Christopher downed a glass of strong liquor, barely easing his anger.

"Mr. Christopher, you don't need to get mad with that idiot."

Taylor quickly comforted him. "His time is over, and he's at the end of his rope.

With Ms. Bella's intelligence, she would soon trace Asher's case back to him.

Perhaps she already knows and is just waiting to act! Be patient and let the Thompson family take care of him for you."

"Yvonne, what happened?"

"…"

Christopher coldly looked at Yvonne, who was standing timidly aside. "Without my orders, you never show yourself to entertain clients. Why did you appear in James' room this time?"

"Oh, Mr. Christopher, let me explain."

Taylor quickly helped out. "I looked into it. That scumbag Charles specifically asked for Ms. Yvonne to serve him, but our men refused, and he got mad. He was smashing things and causing a ruckus in the room, even injuring two girls.

Ms. Yvonne was afraid things would escalate, so she came to handle it."

Yvonne's heart tightened, and she lowered her head, not daring to look into Christopher's eyes.

"If he wants to cause a scene, let him. It's just some bottles and vases. Do you think I care?"

Christopher's gloomy gaze landed on Yvonne's face. "But when you show up with this face, it could cause unexpected complications. My fight with James is at a critical moment now. Do not cause trouble for me. Also, I don't like disobedient women. If it happens again, I'll punish you severely."

Yvonne took a deep breath, her rose-colored lips slowly parting. "Mr.

Christopher, now… My value as Ms. Bella's substitute is gone. Going out with this face will only cause trouble for you. Why not let me regain my original appearance and become myself?"

Taylor gasped in shock. 'God! What did Yvonne say? Did she have a death wish?!' Indeed, Christopher closed in on her like a wolf, his gaze suddenly cold and menacing. "What did you say? Repeat it."

"I want to go back to my own ance." Yvonne's moist a red eyes shone, her fingers nervously digging into her palms.

Christopher viciously grabbed her jaw, his grip so tight it hurt. "How can you have the audacity to say this to me? Being able to have a face similar to Bella's is your blessing. You should be grateful and thank Bella for granting you a value far beyond your own existence. Now, you tell me you don't want this face. How dare you?!"

The man lifted his hand suddenly, causing Yvonne to cry out in pain. Tears welled up in her eyes.

At this moment, an urgent knock rang out at the door.

Christopher angrily withdrew his hand. Yvonne turned her face away, revealing a bright red mark on her jaw.

Taylor went to open the door, and a bodyguard walked in.

Room A015 on the fifth floor has a large hole. The cut is very. alean likely made bla Special tool. There

"Mr. Christopher, the window in

might be intruders!"

Yvonne's forehead was covered with sweat, and her heart was racing.

"What?! What were you doing? Why did you only find qut now? Taylor was shocked!

"Did you check the surveillance?" Christopher asked with a cold gaze.

"Yes, but… But it didn't capture any intruders."

Taylor's eyes widened. "Not even one? That's impossible!"

After all, there were more security cameras in Pivotage than there were noles in a beehive St daluf the Find mojennat website on

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1686-"I'm sorry, Mr. Iverson. I've been busy handling trivial matters all night… I truly had no idea someone had sneaked in. Please punish me as you see fit."

Yvonne immediately lowered her head, fearing the man would decipher her micro-expressions and see through her pretense.

"Heh, a thief? That's interesting."

Christopher lounged leisurely on the sofa, crossing his long legs and glancing casually at the rigidly standing Yvonne. "I do know someone with such physical skills. Yvonne, you know him, too."

"Who…?"

"The one you've been thinking about. The one you wanted to help me get rid of."

Yvonne's face turned deathly pale. She bit her lower lip hard. She felt as if her heart had been drained of blood, losing its ability to beat.

"Could it… Really be him?" Yvonne asked, trying to suppress the tremor in her voice.

"Well, if we think boldly, it's not impossible."

Christopher's long, pale fingers tapped a rhythm on his knee. "After all, James was having a good time here earlier tonight. Maybe someone was so eager for revenge that they couldn't wait for Bella to act and decided to deal with that scum personally. It's not out of the question. Too bad I wasn't here tonight.

Otherwise, I'd have made sure he never left."

Over the past few days, Wyatt's condition has gradually stabilized. Therefore, his family took him back to Yara Park to recuperate.

Bella stayed in Hatchbay to care for her father. However, Justin, needing to keep the company running smoothly, could not stay away and had to shuttle between Savrow and Hatchway Bay, busy like a spinning top.

But no matter how tired he was, he would never utter a word of complaint to his partner, nor would he show the slightest sign of fatigue in front of her, especially not in bed.

He never skimped on any of the usual foreplay, tenderness, and intimacy in bed.

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When Justin returned to Savrow tonight, he brought home some chicken.

Last night, while they were making love, Bella suddenly said she was craving fried chicken.

So, he spent the whole day thinking about fried chicken. Justin instructed lan to buy the chicken, and he sat in his office researching fried chicken recipes.

When Justin returned to Yara Park, it was already nighttime.

Justin knew Bella was waiting for him upstairs. However, he did not rush up.

Instead, he quickly went to the kitchen, rolled his sleeves up, put on an apron, and prepared to fry the chicken.

Even though he had cooked countless meals for Bella, fried chicken was something not everyone could master. Despite researching all day and follte net the video step-by-step, he still messed up. Everything was all over the place.

By the time he had the oil pan ready and the chicken pieces coated in batter, he was already sweating and had flour all over his face. Suddenly, he heard soft footsteps behind him.

His first thought was that Bella had come.

After all, sneaking behind him to scare him was a childish trick she had pulled many times before.

So, without stopping what he was doing, Justin spoke in a low,

affectionate tone, thick with love, "Alright, know it's you Did sourcohe over pedause you smelled the

food you little glutton? Just a bit more. Tonight, I'll ensure you're satisfied both in bed and out."

"Oh my goodness! You're a grown man. How can you talk so shamelessly?"

Justin's eyes widened as he quickly turned around.

Standing behind him was none other than Drew. As soon as Justin m recalled his earlie suggestive words, his face turned as red as a boiled crab.

With his arms crossed and eyes narrowed, Drew could not help, but tease, so, uho's oh top and who's on the bottom? Should I take the top, or will you do it?"

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1687-Justin's handsome face stiffened. Stunned, Justin accidentally dropped the piece of chicken into the hot oil.

The hot oil splattered onto his hand and arm, the pain jolting him back to reality.

He said awkwardly, "Hey, Drew."

"Judging by how you're always making innuendos, you must be really good in bed, huh?"

Drew sneered, craning his neck to peek into the oil pot. "Well, I'm not sure whether Bella, the little glutton, smelled this. But I definitely followed the scent here. It smells like something's burning." Justin was startled and finally realized the chicken pieces he had put in earlier were still in the pot.

He hurriedly grabbed the skimmer. However, when he retrieved the chicken pieces, they had turned dark brown.

Justin's eyes filled with frustration. He recalled Wyatt's harsh comments the first time he tried his cooking.

The words echoed in his ears like a haunting melody.

"Alright, I get your intention. But there's no need to force yourself into areas you're not good at. If you end up with blisters all over your hands, wouldn't Bella be the one upset about it?"

As he spoke, Drew took off his coat, rolled his sleeves up, and stood next to Justin. He bumped him aside with his hip. "Move over. Don't get in the way."

Justin's eyes widened in surprise. "Are you going to make it?"

"Well, if we're counting on you, my sister would only get charred chunks of chicken."

Justin did not get angry because Drew was right. He had overestimated his cooking skills.

Drew washed his hands. Then, he skillfully put the chicken pieces into the pot, checked his watch, carefully timed it, and then stirred the oil. After a while, he took out the golden-brown chicken pieces. Justin stood by Drew, assisting and observing intently, absorbed in the process.

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"You've got it in your head, but you don't actually know how to do it yet, right?"

Justin frowned and smiled wryly. "Drew, sometimes I need a bit of encouragement, too."

Drew's long eyelashes fluttered as he glanced at Justin. "You'll get it right after a few tries. I failed countless times before I got it right too. If it weren't for Bella loving it who would bother with this messy and troublesome task? The smell of oil even sticks around for days! You Know, sometimes you shouldn't spoil her that much. If she gets used to it, she'll demand you to cook all the time.

What are you going to do then?"

Justin's gaze softened, a gentle smile playing on his lips. "It's alright. I'll do anything as long as Bella likes it. It doesn't matter how troublesome the task is."

"Hmph! I hope it's not all talk." Drew scoffed, though his heart felt warm.

"Wow! Fried chicken! That smells so good!"

The two men turned around simultaneously.

This time, it was indeed the little glutton.

With the weather turning colder and to better care for her father, Bella swapped her elegant silk nightgowns for cozy, bream-colored plush loungewear. It complemented her delicate, moon-like face, making her look like a soft and adorable rabbit.

"Justin, Drew, when did you both get back? You guys should've told me you're back."

Bella then shuffled over in her slippers, a sweet, warm breeze accompanying her as she dashed into Justin's arms.

"Wait… Bella, I'm covered in flour. I'll get your clothes dirty." Justin gently reminded her, His hands, coated in bätter; froze in mid-air, not daring to touch her.

"You really made this for me just because I mentioned it last night?!"

Bella brushed the flour from Justin's cheeks with her warm fingertips, her heart aching and tender "Why did you go trough all this? You're already commuting between two cities every day, working, and coming back to be with me. It must be so exhausting for you.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1688-"Why did you go through all this trouble? You could've just ordered takeout for something like this. You don't have to wear yourself out." "It's not tiring at all.

What matters most is that you like it."

Justin wrapped his strong arms around her slender waist and looked gratefully at Drew. "Besides, I didn't do much. It was all Drew's hard work." "Oh. Please make sure it's extra crispy, Drew."

Pfft-!

Drew almost spat out his drink. He clutched his chest in mock agony.

With Drew's amazing cooking skills and Justin's assistance, two plates of golden, fragrant fried chicken were soon on the table.

Meanwhile, Justin's failed attempts sat sadly in the corner, like neglected babies.

"Hurry, Bella. Come and try my cooking!"

Drew leaned on the table, smiling as he watched his sister's eyes light up with anticipation. "It's been so long since I last cooked for you. Tell me if my skills have gone down."

Bella picked up a piece of chicken with her hand and took a big bite.

The crunch echoed in the room.

"It's delicious! Drew, your cooking is still as amazing as ever!" Bella exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with satisfaction.

Drew smiled with relief.

Suddenly, the image of a face similar to Bella's flashed through his mind.

The other night, he had safely escaped from Pivotage with Yvonne's help.

He wondered what had happened to Yvonne after he left. Did Christopher find out what she did? Had that scoundrel made things difficult for her when she went to stall James for him?

Although Drew despised Christopher and was wary of Yvonne's identity, last night's events made him more curious about her.

He did not believe there could be a good person in Christopher's circle.

However, Yvonne did not seem like a bad person either.

"Hey! Bella, don't eat that!"

Justin's eyes widened. He tried to stop her, but it was already too late.

The little woman cheerfully bit into one of his burnt pieces of chicken, savoring it without any complaints.

"Mmm… It's not even that bad."

"Bella, stop eating that." Justin hurriedly grabbed her hand. "Younet don't have to compliment me for something like this. I know it's not good."

wn "It's not even that bad. Anything made with care can't be that bad."

Bella then picked up another piece.

and ate it contentedly. Besides, no matter what coforitis, it all ends up in the same place. Right, Drew?"

Justin's lips curled into a gentle smile. He could not further resist his urge and planted a kiss on her greasy lips.

Drew clutched his chest again, unable to bear the sight.

He regretted coming back home.

"We've made so much food, and !!

can't possibly eat it all. Luckily, Axel and Ralph are honhe. lif call them to join Us;' Bella said as she picked up her phone.

What was he doing here?

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1689-"Alright then. I was going to call them, too."

Drew's expression suddenly darkened. "I have something important to discuss with you all tonight."

Soon, Axel and Ralph joined the table.

The three Thompson brothers, along with the couple, gathered around the dining table, turning the kitchen into an impromptu conference room.

"Drew, we're here now. Stop keeping us in suspense and show us what you've got," Axel urged, munching on a drumstick.

Drew retorted, "Ax, why so anxious?"

Axel flung a chicken bone at him, which Drew easily dodged before tossing a file onto the table.

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"Didn't you all say you wanted to avenge Ash?"

Drew's eyes turned icy as he tapped the table with his finger. "We have enough evidence inside this folder to bring James down."

At the mention of evidence, Axel, the prosecutor, and Ralph, the police officer, perked up.

Bella quickly grabbed the file, eagerly spilling its contents onto the table.

The four of them each took a part of the document and read through it. As they read the documents, their expressions grew increasingly shocked and furious.

"The Bright Future Education Foundation under the Iverson Group, managed by James Iverson, has raised over ten million dollars in just two years. However, none of this money went to helping in poverty. Instead, it all went into James Iverson's pockets. Additionally, he even held so-called charity performance events, where the sponsored girls were paraded before high-ranking officials and wealthy men, essentially creating a selection process for their pleasure." en.FindNovels.net Upon reaching this point in the document, Drew's eyes were already burning with rage. "Those girls just wanted a chance to go to school. But instead, they were thrown into a pit of despair, subjected to unspeakable torment."

Bella slammed her hand on the table, shaking with anger. "James Iverson is nothing but a hypocrite and an animal!"

Ralph's eyes burned with the same intensity of anger. "We should've taken him down when we went after Christopher. I regret not doing so every single day!"

"It's alright, Bella, Ralph. Justice will always prevail. He won't be able to get away with this for long." Axel reassured his siblings, squeezing Ralph's shoulder firmly.

Studying the documents in his hands, Justin's brows furrowed tightly. "As a former spokesperson for the Iverson Group, James Iverson's cunning and methods far more sophisticated than Christopher's. Christopher flaunted his background and acted openly.

However, James is different. He knows how to disguise himself using various covert means. On the surface, he appears to be a philanthropist."

en.FindNovels.net "Justin, what are you getting at?" Bella grabbed his hand.

"He's committed so many crimes. There's no way he hasn't covered his tracks."

Justin turned and met Bella's bright eyes. "Although these pieces of evidence are explosive news, they're not detailed or comprehensive enough. They can certainly ov.net

intimidate him. But to convict him, we need a more thorough investigation and more witnesses Wiling to come forward. As a prosecutor, I think Axell should be

more professional in this field than I am."

Ralph nudged Axel with his elbow. "Hey, Ax. They're talking about you."

"Huh? Oh, I see."

Still getting used to the prosecutor title, Axel was momentarily slow to respond. "But even so these pieces of eviderice ate enough for us to call James in for questioning and tea."

Bella's eyes flashed with fury.

"Questioning? That animal deserves to drink urine, not tea!"

The mention of their bold and skilled friend from the gang lightened the mood in the kitchen slightly.

Unusually playful, Justin remarked, "Well, if he's to drink urine, well heed to call Master Jenkins in."

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1690-Ralph clenched the photo tightly. "Bella, now that I know about this matter, especially since it involves Ash, I'll ensure it's dealt with properly. It's over for James this time."

Axel nodded in agreement. "I'll head back and start making preparations."

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After a moment of contemplation, Bella suddenly asked with curiosity. "Drew, where did you get this evidence? It has only been two days since Ash's case

became public. It seems impossible for you to gather so much information in such a short time."

Drew's eyes were deep, like an impenetrable forest. "I went to Pivotage the other night. James was there that night, and I intended to confront him and avenge Ash."

Bella and Justin immediately tensed up.

For most people, Pivotage was a paradise of pleasure.

But for Drew, if Christopher caught him there, it could easily become his grave.

Christopher would not hesitate to kill, regardless of who the person was.

"But I didn't see James there. Instead, I met Yvonne."

"The woman who looks like me?"

"Yeah."

Drew was always honest with his younger sister. Since he had promised to help them investigate, he did not hold back. "She helped me avoid the surveillance cameras at Pivotage. When she heard I wanted revenge on James, she feared I'd cause too much trouble and alert Christopher. So, she gave me these materials instead to pass on to you both."

The young couple exchanged astonished looks.

Axel focused intently on Drew. "And then? What happened?"

"And then I left."

"But that beautiful woman saved you. Didn't she make your heart race? Did you not feel like embracing her?"

"I'm into men."

His blunt statement left Axel at a loss for words.

Drew grinned playfully. "I'm just kidding. Look at how easily you get flustered."

"Congratulations, Drew."

Bella raised her Coke with a knowing smile. "Our plan is starting to take shape.

It seems Ms. Smith has genuinely fallen for you."

Drew tightened his grip on the can, his gaze cold. "Well, if she's fallen for me, it'll be the beginning of her nightmare."

"Heroes find it hard to resist beauty, and beauties find it hard to resist Drew. Our brother here really has way with both men and women, Didn't Dr. Larson also fall for vernet charms and end up being swept off his feet by you? Now this one, too?"

en.FindNovels.net Axel could not help but clap twice. "Sigh, Drew, we should really declare your face a national treasure."

Ralph quickly shoved a piece of

chicken into Axel's mouth. "You can joke about this with us, but don'tido it in Ash's presence! You Know his relationship with my cousin. He'd get jealous."

Axel finally realized what he had said and wanted to slap himself.

How could he joke about Arnold?

"Ms. Smith's willingness to help you shows that there's already a rift between her and Christopher. At very east, her attitude toward him isn't as steadfast as before en.swhovels.net

Bella clenched her fist in a gesture of encouragement. "Drew, you must!

strike wile the froh is hot. Try to bring her over to our side!"

"Thanks for your hard work, Drew," Justin said, his arm around Bella's shoulders, feeling deeply grateful.

"Just wait and see."

Suddenly, Drew's mind flashed with the image of Yvonne's eyes. They were as clear as water and as bright as stars, making his heart skip an beat, However, his cold logic quickly overruled the fleeting distraction. He ruthlessly extinguished the faint light that had appeared in his dark pupils.

"Once I've got every bit of useful information from her, I'll make sure to destroy both her and Christopher together." The content is on.