Ch. 1741..1750
The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1741-Seeing that Carrie dared to retort, Zoe was so infuriated that her manicured nails dug into the flesh of her palm.
If it were not for all the people around, she would have slapped Carrie.
Zoe took a deep breath, her crimson lips curling into a wicked smile as she leaned close to Carrie's ear and whispered mockingly, "That's right. You're not a fool. You're just mentally ill." Mentally ill.
Carrie's mind rang with a deafening buzz, a cold sweat soaking through her pristine white cotton dress.
Meanwhile, the piano on stage began to play.
The melodious music filled her ears. However, it only intensified her mental anguish.
"Carrie, you desperately want to be my brother's wife and the Young Madam of the Hoffman family. But do you think you're worthy of being his wife? You know what your illness is like. Do you think you can bear a healthy child for my brother?"
Zoe struck Carrie's most vulnerable spot with each word.
She lowered her head, her eyes moist and red. Her dress was wrinkled by her tightly clenched fingers, mirroring her heart's turmoil.
"My brother isn't just your lover. He's also the heir to the entire Hoffman Group.
He'll also be the future head of the family."
Zoe maintained a composed and dignified demeanor, her voice icy. "My father's final wish before he passed was for the Hoffman family to become prestigious for generations. If you aspire to be the wife of the heir, you must be able to bear children to continue the family line. How confident are you that you can give my brother a healthy child? What if your child inherits your illness? Do you want the Hoffman bloodline to end with my brother? Do you want him to become the laughingstock of Savrow?"
Carrie shut her eyes tightly, sweat forming on her forehead.
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Zoe continued to prey on Carrie's vulnerable mind. "My father dedicated his entire life to the Hoffman Group. How can our father rest in peace if my brother cannot inherit the company? Do you think our grandfather would accept a woman like you as the future wife of the family's heir? If my brother insists on marrying you, he will only drift further away from becoming the heir. My grandfather might even decide to let my uncle take over. If that happens, it will be your fault for ruining his life."
Each of Zoe's words slashed through Carrie's tender heart like a blade dipped in ice.
"Since you said you're not dumb, you must understand what I told you, right? If you truly love my brother, you should consider letting him go."
Having said that, Zoe began to rise from her seat.
"I won't leave Ryan," Carrie said, her head lowered.
However, her words were clear and determined.
Zoe's pupils contracted sharply. "What did you just say?"
"I love Ryan… Very, very much."
Carrie slowly raised her head, mustering all her courage to meet Zoe's cold gaze. "I've been a coward all my life. I've never fought for. anything, nor have I ever longed for anything. But now, I just want to be with Ryan."
Zoe gritted her teeth. "You…!"
"It doesn't matter if Grandpa Hoffman doesn't like me or the Hoffman family doesn't accept me. I don't need the status. As long as can be with Ryan, I'm fine. As long as he doesn't kick me out, I won't leave him."
When Carrie spoke, her eyes were so bright and captivating that they outshone the stars.
'What a shameless, clinging wretch!' Zoe clenched her teeth so hard they creaked. As she stormed away, her high heels clicked sharply, drawing annoyed glances from onlookers.
Yasmin patiently sat in the hallway, waiting until the anniversary event ended.
Finally, the doors opened. The students emerged with a burst of laughter, filling the hallway with their cheerful chatter.
Yasmin hurried to the entrance.
However, even after all the students had left, Carrie was nowhere to be seen.
Yasmin's heart clenched, and she rushed inside.
In the vast, empty hall, only Carrie's delicate figure sat alone, motionless, with her back facing Yasmin.
"Young Madam!"
Yasmin called out anxiously as she rushed to Carrie's side, only to suddenly halt in shock.
Before her, Carrie looked like her soul had been drained. Tears were streaming down her face.
"Young Madam, what happened?!" Yasmin quickly sat beside Carrie, fumbling for tissues to wipe her tears.
Carrie could not stop crying. Her voice choked. "I've caused a lot on trouble for Byarright? Wouldn't he be better off without me?" "Young Madam, please don't think that way!"
"Yasmin…"
Yasmin did not know what had happened but immediately hugged Carrie, comforting her with patience and warmth. "Me. Hofiman loves you more than life itself. He couldn't even live without you! Young eline.
The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1742-In the blink of an eye, three days had passed since James was last home.
When Coral learned that he would be returning home, she went to the mall and purchased a set of extremely sexy black lace lingerie.
Not only that, she had also managed to obtain a drug that could render men insatiable.
Coral's body was full of scars. Over the past two years, she has been subjected to James' abuse, reducing her to nothing more than a tool for his gratification. To him, she had long lost any allure. So, she needed to up her game.
However, to get into James' study, she had to take the initiative and seduce him.
Time was running out, and she had to succeed no matter the risk.
That evening, James returned to the Iverson Residence.
Upon arrival, he went straight to his study, not sparing Coral a glance.
Having bathed in rose-scented lotion and smoothed her skin with body cream, Coral wrapped herself in a bathrobe, nervously carried a cup of tea, and pushed open the study's door.
James was sitting at his computer. A wicked smile played on his lips.
Hearing the door open, he immediately tensed. He glared angrily at Coral and shouted at her.
"Who allowed you to come in? Get out!"
"James."
Unexpectedly, Coral gathered her courage and walked closer to James. Her voice was soft and seductive.
It was a stark contrast to her usual fearful demeanor.
This sudden change piqued James' curiosity.
"What do you want?"
"I made you some tea. You've been working so hard recently."
Coral leaned down to place the cup on the coffee table, her cleavage tantalizingly visible.
James' eyes darkened as he focused on her chest. He then stood up and moved toward her.
He sat on the safe and drank the tea.
Coral's eyes narrowed as she untied her robe. With a slight shrug of her shoulders, the robe slipped to the floor, revealing her bare skin. "James… Can you have me tonight?"
James' pupils contracted, his blood surging with desire.
The drug's effect, combined with the sight of her alluring body, made him lose control. He grabbed her arm roughly, pulling her into his lap. Just then, feigning clumsiness, Coral spilled the remaining tea on him.
"Oh no! James, I didn't mean to spill it on you!"
"It's okay, babe. It doesn't matter," James reassured her, holding her tightly, whispering dirty talks, and kissing her neck impatiently.
"We don't have to rush into it… You should clean yourself up first," Coral suggested, gently pushing him away. Her face flushed with feigned modesty, which only enticed him further.
Having abstained for three days, James was eager for proper lovemaking. So he kissed her passionately and tugged at his tie before hurrying into the bathroom to clean himself up.
As soon as he left, Coral wiped her mouth in disgust. She then sprang to her feet and rushed to the computer.
She took a USB drive hidden in her hair and quickly inserted it into the computer.
Bella had given the USB drive to her. She promised to stay up all night to assist Coral.
Seconds later, a dialog box popped up on the screen, showing the virus installation in progress.
The progress bar then began to fill.
Meanwhile, at Yara Park, Justin sat
next to Bella, watching her fingers fly across the keyboard with breathtaking speed. The dazzling scene he once witnessed happened again before his eyes.
"How long will it take?" Justin asked nervously.
"A typical hacker would need five minutes, but that's toglong for our situationi kneed to crack it in three minutes if possible!"
Bella stared at the screen as lines of green code scrolled past like an unreadable script. Her blood was boiling, and sweat beaded enchen l forehead "We can't get in touch with Coral, but I know she tried hard to get close to James. Every extra minute.
she spends there increases the risk of her getting in trouble!"
The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1743-Justin's jaw clenched, anxious for both Coral and Bella.
However, his hacking skills were limited to the five-minute mark. So, he was unable to be of much help.
At times like this, he had to depend on his beloved Bella.
The sound of rushing water echoed from the bathroom.
Coral stared fixedly at the progress bar on the screen. It had reached 50%.
Her heart pounded wildly, almost reaching her throat.
If James discovered she had tampered with his computer tonight, that beast would surely kill her.
60%, 70%, 80%…
Just as the progress bar reached 90%, it suddenly stopped.
At the same time, the water sound from the bathroom stopped too.
In an instant, Coral's heart raced. She was drenched in a cold sweat from head to toe.
When she heard James' footsteps approaching the bathroom door, her heart sank in despair.
She thought, 'My life is over…' However, just as the bathroom door opened, that last 10% loaded in an instant, and the dialog box disappeared from the screen. Coral quickly unplugged the USB drive and threw it into the deepest corner of the bookshelf. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
Her nervous heart finally settled, and a relieved smile crept onto her lips.
That night, Bella and Justin stayed up all night, watching the videos stored on James' computer.
The room in the video echoed with the desperate cries and agonized screams of the victims. It was like a vision of hell on earth. Among these videos, two featured Coral herself.
James clearly intended to use these as leverage, keeping Coral and her family under his control forever.
By the time they finished watching, dawn had begun to break.
Bella closed the laptop, her eyes red as she leaned into Justin's broad chest, tears streaming down her face silently.
"I wonder how Ms. Jones is doing now…"
"Ms. Jones is a smart woman. Fortune favors the brave. She'll be fine," Justin reassured Bella, gently rubbing her shoulder and pressing a warm kiss to her lips, trying to soothe her anxious heart.
"I should've used a safer method. Even if it's going to take longer, I shouldn't have let her take such a risk."
Bella trembled with guilt in Justin's arms. "I was so afraid that she'd end up like Linny…"
psychological trauma, Justin tenderly kissed her cold hands and fingertips, whispering softly, Shigg went In Despitevierfamily's downfall, she's still the heiress of the Jones family and a rightful member of the Iverson family. James won't be able to harm her easily."
Understanding the depth of her
Upon hearing this, Bella snuggled closer to Justin's chest, her emotions slowly calming down.
"So, no matter what, we must bring James down this time. It's the best justice we can offer Coral and all the girls he's harmed."
Meanwhile, at Pivotage, Christopher immersed himself in the evidence he had gathered against James.
Höwever, his demeanor reflected a mixture of amusement and mockery.
At the same time, a share transfer agreement lay before him.
It was the second gift he planned to present to his eldest brother.
Once Christopher secured these shares from James, he would have 011.
absolute.controLover the entire Iverson Group. Then, he could easily oust Lance from power with@ust a word.
At the thought of this, his lips could not help but curl into a crazed smile.
Just then, Taylor walked in with a tray of freshly poured red wine.
"Mr. Iverson, something's been up with the Hoffmans recently."
The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1744-Christopher elegantly lifted his wine glass, his eyes reflecting a hint of laziness.
"What's going on with them? Tell me all about it."
"Old Master Logan is getting on in years and wishes to step back. He's already decided to appoint Ryan as his successor. Ryan will be the Hoffman Group's new CEO and Vice Chairman of the Board. The news has spread throughout the entire Hoffman Group. After next week's board meeting, he'll officially take over the company."
"Is that supposed to be fresh news? Who in the industry doesn't know that?"
Christopher scoffed.
"At this critical juncture, the Hoffmans are embroiled in a fierce internal strife.
Logan's son, Liam, didn't get to inherit the company. Instead, he watched as his nephew surpassed him. I bet he's seething with rage."
"What use is that? It's nothing but impotent fury. If Liam had any real ability, he would've claimed the position when Ryan's father died. Why would he need to wait until now for his nephew to surpass him?" Christopher suddenly narrowed his eyes and stared at Taylor. "You didn't come here just to tell me these useless things, right? What else have you found out?"
"I've heard that Liam and Zoe have been getting close. They've secretly allied to retaliate against Ryan."
Taylor's face turned grim. "You might as well intervene now. You can help them out and give the brat, Ryan, some trouble. If they succeed, you can vent your anger. If they don't, Liam and Zoe will take the blame. No matter how big the trouble, it won't affect you."
Being astute, Christopher naturally understood Taylor's hint.
In truth, whether the Hoffman Group prospered or not had little to do with Christopher.
Among the four prominent families, the Hoffmans ranked fourth. His real competitor in Savrow had always been the Salvador Corporation, not the Hoffman Group.
But he still decided to make a move against Ryan solely because Ryan was Justin's only best friend.
Only by striking Ryan could Justin really feel the pain.
"Taylor, you're starting to do things more to my liking."
Christopher lightly adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, picked up his phone, and dialed Zoe's number.
Wyatt's condition was gradually stabilizing. However, the Thompsons were still concerned about him. So, they took turns staying by his side, caring for him meticulously every day. They even managed to make this handsome ofa man gain ten pounds Despite gaining weight, Wyatt could honestly say that these days were the happiest he had in nearly twenty years since his wife passed away.
He did not want his children to surround him daily out of filial duty. He just wanted to see them often, especially Bella.
As if to make up for the lost years of father-daughter bonding, the old man started to act a bit childish, insisting on seeing Bella every day. He became quite difficult to deal with.
Tonight, Bella and Justin had dinner with the old man in his bedroom. She picked up a piece of rib and fed it to his mouth. "Come on, Wyatt. Open your mouth!"
Wyatt beamed with delight. Just as he opened his mouth, Bella added, "Come and try Justin's cooking."
Wyatt immediately shut his mouth, his appetite vanishing in an instant. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
Feeling awkward, Justin pursed his thin lips tightly. He felt embarrassed in front of his future father-in-law. "Oh, come on, you!"
Bella pouted playfully, furrowing her delicate brows. She used her left hand to pry open her father's mouth
and stuffed the rib into his mouth as if she were force-feeding auck."
"This is )ustin's heartfelt effort. He
spent over an hour making it. You can't just ignore his kindness!"
"You little brat, always siding with your man! Are you trying to make me choke? Wyatt grumbled, chewing the meat reluctantly.
However, he had to admit that it tasted pretty good. Justin's cooking skills had improved quite a bit.
When it came to Bella, Justin had never been anything, but sincere. His actions were always full of genuine care and affection for Bella.
The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1745-Just then, someone knocked on the door.
A well-matched couple stepped in. It was Asher and Arnold.
"Dad."
"Chairman Thompson, how are you feeling today?" Arnold asked gently, standing beside the man he loved.
Wyatt glanced at his son before turning his kind gaze to Arnold's clean, handsome face, teasing, "Why so formal all of a sudden? Why aren't you calling me Dad today?" Bella and Justin looked surprised.
The fair-skinned Arnold blushed deeply at the remark. He lowered his long eyelashes as he became flustered.
Seeing how shy Arnold became, Asher felt a warmth in his heart. He took Arnold's sweaty hand and intertwined their fingers tightly.
"Dad, Arnold is quite shy. Please don't tease him like that."
Bella's beautiful eyes curved into crescents as she watched the couple, a wide smile spreading across her face. 'Ah, love certainly changes people. The once aloof Asher is now adept at protecting his beloved. Wyatt gave them a meaningful look. Then, his gaze eventually settled on their clasped hands.
Suddenly, his brows furrowed.
"Ash, what happened to your fingernails? Why are they so dark?"
Asher was momentarily stunned. He looked down and then smiled warmly.
"Arnold loves nuts. Last night, I went out to buy some roasted chestnuts and spent all night peeling them for him. It's probably from the chestnut shells."
Arnold's heart was pounding, his blush deepening adorably.
He was extremely nervous. Given Asher's esteemed status, it was unimaginable that his hands, once used to sign important documents and grand plans, were now used as tools to peel chestnuts. What kind of parent would be happy with that?
However, instead of being angry, Wyatt said casually, "Ah, that's fine then. I thought you had nail fungus. I was worried you might pass it on to Arnold. How would he treat patients then?" Arnold was speechless.
Bella and Justin were also at a loss for words.
Asher's fingers curled around Arnold's hand. He then spoke with a mix of amusement and frustration in his tone, "Dad, can't you think of me nicely for once?"
But everyone could see it clearly.
Wyatt had truly accepted Arnold.
After some warm and lighthearted conversation, Wyatt finished his meal with Bella's coaxing.
"Dad, we need to start preparing. We'll be heading to Meridan in a couple of days."
Asher exchanged a deep look with Arnold. "I've contacted the best rehabilitation center there and had everything arranged for you already. Arnold has also found two of the most authoritative neurology experts in Meridan for you. They'll consult you as soon as you arrive."
"Thanks, kids. That's very thoughtful of you guys," Wyatt said, his eyes filled with gratitude but also a hint of reluctance.
Bella gently furrowed her brows.
"Wyatt, why do you look so down?
Are you still alinging to Your empire?
Your health is far more important than making money."
"It's not that I can't let go of my empire. I just can't let go of you kids, especially you. You little rascal."
Wyatt sighed, his nose tingling with emotion. He then gently poked Bella on the forehead" i Don't know how long this treatment will take, and I've just started enjoying having you all around. How can I bear to leave?"
Bella's heart filled with bitterness as tears welled up in her almond-shaped eyes.
Justin noticed, silently moving behind her and gently stroking her thin back with his warm hand.
He knew she was also reluctant to part with her father. Though she was tough and disliked being sentimental, he understood how deeply she loved her father.
"Dad, I've handed over all the KS
Group's affairs to Bella in the past.
few days. She'll officially take over by the end of the month at the latest Asher said, his gaze heavy with deep expectations as he looked at his. younger sister.
Wyatt nodded thoughtfully, then held his daughter's hand and gave it a squeeze.
"Darling, are you sure you can handle it?"
The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1746-"If I can't do it, no one else in this world can." Bella snorted proudly, full of confidence.
"With Asher and I not around to protect you, don't go being all reckless and wild.
But also, don't try to handle everything on your own when things get tough.
Make sure to talk to us. Or ask your husband for advice. Let him help you out or take the bullet for you if needed…"
"Wyatt, Justin's my husband, not a human shield. What do you mean by 'take the bullet'?" Bella pouted in frustration.
However, Justin remained composed, his eyes filled with gentle affection.
"Father-in-law, please don't worry. Even if it's a hail of bullets, I will protect her at
all costs."
Bella's eyes welled up, and her heart warmed. She leaned into his embrace, feeling like a drifting boat that had finally found a permanent, safe harbor.
"Mr. Salvador."
Wyatt suddenly addressed him formally, causing Justin's nerves to tighten. He quickly responded, "Yes, Father-in-law."
"My daughter is still young, impulsive, and often acts without thinking. Please take good care of her and don't let anyone bully her," Wyatt said, his voice heavy with emotion, almost choking up. Justin's heart surged with emotion as he tightly held Bella's delicate hand and nodded firmly.
After leaving Wyatt's room, Bella and Justin headed toward their own room.
Within a few steps, Bella threw herself into Justin's embrace, resting her head on his shoulder as she wept softly.
Justin's shirt quickly became soaked with Bella's warm tears. He held her close, his own heart heavy, and gently consoled her.
The once strong-willed young lady now cried easily, but he didn't find it annoying at all. Instead, he wanted to cherish every tear she shed, wanting to spoil her without any limits. "You're worried about Wyatt, aren't you?" Justin kissed the back of her ear, his deep, husky voice lingering.
"How can not be… We don't know how long this will take or if he will recover Bella said, her reddened nose brushing against his neck and her warm breath causing his eyes to glisten.
"He will recover. He definitely will…"
In the dimly lit hallway, they held each other tightly, sharing a deep, tender kiss.
Bella's delicate body trembled slightly in his embrace. Her beautiful eyes were misty as she let out a soft moan, overwhelmed by the kiss. "Oh heavens…"
Justin's kissing skills were becoming increasingly masterful. He knew exactly how to tease her and arouse her. The mingling of their lips and tongues created a heady, tingling pleasure that momentarily drove away her inner turmoil.
"Let's go to the bedroom," Bella whispered, her arms around his neck and her eyes and voice tinged with desire.
"Alright."
Justin's eyes darkened with lust. He
lifted her effortlessly, continuing to kiss her as he walked forward, However, after just à couple of steps, they ran into Mila and Sasha, who were hurrying toward them.
"Oh my goodness! God save us! We didn't mean to interrupt Mila quickly covered her eyes.
Sasha also covered her eyes, exclaiming, "Ah! I didn't see anything. I'm blind!"
Bella quickly jumped out of Justin's embrace, her face flushed with embarrassment.
"Aunt Mila, Aunt Sasha, I'm sorry! It's all my fault.”
Bella wanted to shut his mouth. He was only making it worse!
"Aunt Mila, Aunt Sasha, you came over in such a hurry. Is something wrong?"
Justin wrapped his arm around Bella's waist, his voice low, husky, and seductive. "It's my fault I couldn't help my self?"
"Bella, there's trouble at the door!" Sasha gritted her teeth.
The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1747-Outside the gates of Yara Park, Christopher stood alone under the streetlamp as the evening breeze blew around him, waiting for the person he had been longing for. It was unclear how much time had passed when the gates finally opened.
Bella appeared, wearing only a thin, light blue dress. Her eyes were as deep and dark as ink, and her gaze was sharp as she walked toward him with determined steps. "Bella," Christopher said as his eyes lit up with joy.
Seeing Bella dressed so lightly, he hurriedly took off his suit jacket, intending to drape it over her shoulders. He looked worried and said, "Bella, why didn't you wear a coat? It's so cold, you'll catch a cold." "Don't touch me!" Bella's beautiful eyes were cold as she abruptly stepped back.
It was as if the man before her was a venomous snake ready to strike her at any moment, ending her life with just a single bite.
Christopher's arms awkwardly froze, and his already pale complexion grew even more ashen.
"Christopher, don't push your luck."
Bella's eyes were filled with intense hatred, and the words she forced through her gritted teeth were sharp and cold. "I came out here just to see how low and shameless you can be. I'm here to learn from your despicable behavior."
She continued, "You must be really naive if you think I don't know who's behind the incident involving Asher and Arnold. Did you really think hiding behind James and pulling the strings would keep you safe? You clearly underestimated me!"
Bella's blunt accusation didn't seem to faze Christopher's composed demeanor, but his eyes reddened and his voice became hoarse and shaky, as if he were deeply hurt. "Bella, I swear I didn't do it!"
He continued, "Even if I've made mistakes before, I had nothing to do with what happened to Asher this time. I only learned about it through the news!"
His lies were slick and effortless. He had said them so often that he almost convinced himself that they were true.
"Besides, what's the point of me framing Asher? I'm already the CEO of the Iverson Group. I've already got what I wanted, why would I take that kind of risk and do something unnecessary? James is the culprit here. He's the one with a reason to do it, the one who's eager to take down Asher to win my father's favor and regain his trust!"
Bella stared at him without blinking, her rosy lips curling into a mocking smile.
"Christopher, have you really gotten what you wanted?" Christopher was stunned.
"I know what you want. The infighting within the Iverson family has nothing to do with me. I don't care whether you live or die."
Bella's eyes burned with anger, as if her entire being were engulfed in flames.
"But if you dare to lay your fingers on my family, my friends, or my lover, I'll be sure to remember it all. One day, I'll make you pay twice as much for it. I'll make sure you can't live or die in peace!
'Can't live or die in peace.' Those cruel words hurt Christopher deeply. His very was being torn apart brutally by Bella's intense, fiery gaze. Yet, after that brief anguish, ver Christopher felt a strange sense of excitement.
าวเ He thought, 'Bella, you may have given all your love to Justin, but you've directed all your hatred towards me. Doesn't that mean a part of your heart is still with me? You can't deny that you think of me and that I hold a unique place in your heart.' A tender feeling filled Christopher's eyes, and he suddenly opened his arms, trying to embrace her.
A shiver ran down Bella's spine. Panicked, she tried to back away, but his cold hand had already grabbed her shoulder. An overwhelming sense of sickness swirled within her chest. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
Just when Bella was about to fight back, a strong figure suddenly stood in front of her.
"Justin!"
Justin's arrival filled Bella's heart with warmth, instantly dispelling all the chill she had felt.
In the next moment, Justin punched Christopher's cheek.
The force behind this punch seemed to be unleashing a pent-up anger that had been building for a long time, making its impact formidable.
Christopher's vision blurred with agony, his head throbbing intensely.
Though skilled in combat, he had exerted all his strength to withstand the blow, yet it was not enough. He stumbled back & few steps before.
collapsing heavily to the ground.
"Christopher, if you dare to lay your hands on my wife, you will face a grave consequence."
Justin looked cold and stern as he glared down at the man on the ground, his eyes burning with murderous intent.
Initially, he had been content to watch from afar, not intending to intervene. But he could no longer hold back after seeing this man's filthy hands attempting to violate his beloved wife. His chest felt suffocated, as if it were being stampeded by a thousand wild beasts.
Justin removed his jacket and wrapped it around Bella's delicate frame, pulling her in close: In a low and hoarse voice, he asked, "Were you afraid?"
Bella shook her head, grinning, and snuggled up to his chest.
Christopher's heart ached at their intimate connection.
The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1748-In fact, the punch Christopher received earlier did not hurt as much as the sight before him.
"Mr. Iverson! Are you alright?!"
Taylor, who had been waiting in the shadows, was terrified and immediately ran over to help his boss.
"I'm fine." Christopher staggered to his feet, swallowing the blood in his mouth, his gaze fixed on Justin with a sinister and ruthless intensity, like a starved hyena.
"If you can't accept it, we can settle this between just the two of us." Justin's cold, piercing gaze bore down on Christopher like a massive stone pressing on
his chest. "I'll even let you use both hands." Hearing this, Bella grew alarmed, tugging anxiously on Justin's muscular arm.
She thought, 'What a fool… Why is he talking about honor and fairness with this bastard? He should just hold Christopher's head down and beat him to a pulp!' "Hmm… There's no need for that." Christopher didn't want to get into a fist fight with Justin in front of the woman he loved. Instead, he chose to suppress his anger.
Christopher wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb and said, "I just have bad luck."
As he spoke, he pulled an invitation card from his suit and handed it to Bella.
"Bella, the Iverson family is hosting a party this weekend. I came to personally deliver this invitation to you."
His eyes were filled with affection, and he smiled as if nothing had happened moments ago.
Bella looked down, staring coldly at the invitation. For some reason, this fearless young lady felt a tinge of unease toward the man who claimed to love her.
A person with no moral boundaries or dignity was terrifying.
Justin snatched the invitation from Christopher's hand, his left arm encircling Bella's slender waist and his right hand extending the envelope to her.
Using Justin's hand for support, Bella pulled the card from the envelope and opened it in front of Christopher.
After a quick glance, she let out a cold laugh and threw the card at his feet.
"Mr. Iverson, add my husband's name to the invitation and send me a new copy.
I might actually show up if I'm in a good mood."
With that, Bella turned to Justin and said, "Justin, let's go home."
Justin nodded in agreement, their eyes meeting affectionately. "Alright."
Disregarding Christopher's stunned expression, the couple embraced each other as they turned and walked away, disappearing through the gates of Yara Park.
"Justin… This is outrageous! Has he lost his damn mind?!" Taylor exclaimed, glancing anxiously at Christopher's swollen cheek. "Mr. Iverson, let me take you to the hospital immediately!"
"That won't be necessary," Christopher replied, his brow furrowed as he stepped on the card, crushing it. "Head back and prepare a revised copy, then deliver ito Ms. Thompson."
"Yes, Mr. Iverson," Taylor responded.
He felt greatly for his master's unfair treatment, muttering indignantly, "Mr.
Iverson, after such humiliation, are you really just going to let this slide? That's not like you!"
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Christopher narrowed his eyes slightly, his tongue pressing against his throbbing left cheek. "But if
taking a punch from Justin would give Bella some peace of mind, then that punch would be worth it."
At that moment, his phone vibrated.
It was a message from Zoe. [Sir, there's currently someone caysing trouble that, need you lo get rid of.
Otherwise, my plan will be difficult to execute.
Christopher raised an eyebrow, seeming pleased by the formal manner of address.
He replied. [Who?] Zoe sent a name.
Christopher typed. [I'll arrange for someone to assist you. Don't worry.] Zoe responded. [Thank you, sir! Once everything is done, I'll repay you well!]
An unsettling coldness crept into Christopher's dark eyes as he sent another text. (The best repayment is to severely injure Ryan.]
The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1749-Time flew by, and the weekend had finally arrived.
That evening at the Iverson Residence, the massive fountain in the central courtyard roared back to life, and the grand hallway was decked out with an abundance of lush flowers like a luxurious palace.
The guests, with their elegant attire and refined manners, gathered in the grand hall. The glasses clinked, and their cheerful conversations filled the air.
Since Astrid's severe sentencing and Charles' tragic death in prison, a series of poor business decisions have caused Iverson Group's stock to plummet. The entire Iverson family had never before faced such a devastating blow, and the
atmosphere had been gloomy for quite some time. However, tonight was an exception.
Accompanied by James and Coral, Lance was mingling among the guests.
They basked in niceties and compliments they had not received in a long time.
His contentment was apparent even without words. "Look! Isn't Mrs. Iverson wearing the gown designed by Ms. Roza Walker?!"
"Indeed! Roza Walker's design has a unique touch to it. It's absolutely gorgeous!"
"It's true that clothes make the man. Coral used to be like an accessory next to James, but tonight, she's really standing out on her own."
As the compliments poured in from all around, James stood tall, beaming with pride. Whenever his wife was praised, his face would light up, and he felt a deep sense of satisfaction.
"Coral, you've really made me proud tonight."
James tenderly caressed Coral's delicate hand and murmured softly in her ear, "Once we get back, I'll make sure to reward you well."
Coral forced a charming smile, despite feeling disgusted.
"Where's Christopher?" Lance frowned as he looked around. "How can he be missing at such an important time?"
"I heard from Taylor that he went to personally welcome a distinguished guest,"
Coral responded beside him.
"Hmph, his so-called distinguished guest? Could it be that woman from the Thompson family?" James sneered disdainfully. Coral lowered her eyes and remained silent.
Lance's face turned gloomy, and he said angrily, "I heard that Justin has long been in cahoots with Wyatt. Rumor has it that he has been staying at Yara Park for quite some time now, and the entire Thompson family has fully accepted him Remarrying Bella seems to be just a matter of time! Why can't Christopher just give up on that wretched girl? How long will he continue to be stubborn?"
At that moment, a secretary hurried over.
"Chairman Iverson, Ms. Thompson and Mr. Salvador have arrived."
The expressions of the Iverson father and son changed abruptly, mirroring each other in an equally unpleasant manner.
They had sent an invitation to the Salvador family, but it was intended for Gregory, not Justin. They didn't expect Gregory to be replaced by this pair of troublemakers.
A top-tier luxury car was parked right in the center of the entrance. The first to step out was Justin, dressed in a sleek black evening suit.
His strikingly handsome features and commanding presence exuded an undeniable air of authority, drawing the attention of all the guests the moment he appeared. Yet this distinguished figure was now assuming the role of an attendant.
At that moment, a delicate, porcelain-like hand emerged from the car. With, a gentle smile, Justin took hold of Bella's hand, gracefully helping her out of the vehicle.
Tonight, the young lady was adorned in a simple yet elegant off-shoulder mermaid gown, its white fabric accentuating her slender waist and the alluring curves of her mature, feminine figure.
"Bella, are you feeling cold?" Justin whispered low in her ear, his larger hand resting on her sender waist, giving a slight squeeze to the soft flesh he found so irresistible.
"I'm fine. We'll be inside in just a few steps," Bella replied, smiling up at him with sparkling eyes as he held her close.
The stunning couple were eye-catching. Wherever they went, they naturally became the center of attention .
The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1750
"Justin! Bella!"
The couple turned around in unison, their faces lighting up with joy.
"Ryan, Carrie!"
Under the glittering lights, Ryan, in his impeccably tailored suit, walked toward them with his petite and lovely fiancee, exuding a smile of pure happiness. Ryan and Carrie were unmistakably a sweet couple. Carrie obediently followed him, dressed in an elegant light purple gown, her hair adorned with the white jade hairpin Ryan had gifted her, a cherished accessory she wore almost every day.
Though still somewhat shy and nervous, Carrie had come a long way from her previous tendencies to retreat at the sight of people. Most importantly, tonight,
she wasn't clutching onto her teddy bear. Bella watched with heartfelt satisfaction. In some ways, Carrie's condition seemed to have eased. It was clear that Ryan cherished and loved her wholeheartedly, giving her an irreplaceable sense of security. Ryan, who was proudly showing off his beloved woman, inevitably attracted attention and gossip around them.
"Who's the girl by Mr. Hoffman's side? She's as beautiful as a porcelain doll."
"That's Ms. Carrie, the fourth young lady of the Salvador family!"
"Oh! You mean the youngest daughter of Chairman Salvador? She's also Shannon's daughter, right?"
"Yes, she and Ms. Bethany both share the same mother."
"Tsk tsk, even though they're sisters born from the same womb, their destinies are completely different. That woman, Bethany, is said to have a worse reputation in the Savrow social circle than her deceased mother. Despite being the Salvador family's heiress, no respectable family dares to propose marriage to her. Look at Ms. Carrie; not only is she as beautiful as a flower, but she's also deeply favored by Mr. Hoffman. With Mr. Hoffman set to inherit the Hoffman family empire, her future is boundless.
These words reached Ryan's ears as he walked past, causing a smile to form on his face. Without hesitating, he pulled Carrie close by the waist, pressing her delicate frame tightly against his chest.
"Mm..."
w Her soft lips were sealed by Ryan, and her long eyelashes fluttered as their breaths intertwined. Her heart raced, the watery depths of her eyes mirroring the twinkling stars in his gaze, stirring up ripples like a disturbed pond.
Gasps sounded around them.
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"He adores her!"
Ryan believed that he should boldly express his affection and let the whole world know of Carrie's existence.
After all, this was a public occasion, and there were countless pairs of eyes watching. Ryan did not dare to kiss her too passionately because he was afraid he could not hold himself back.
As their lips parted, Carrie's cheeks were flushed from the passionate kiss, making her even more charming and adorable.
"Mr. Salvador, is tonight lively enough for you?"
Ryan embraced his petite fiancee's shoulder, raising his eyebrows teasingly.
"I'm here to show off my wife to the world."
Just as Justin was about to speak, a beam of light from a nearby spotlight dazzled them.
A luxurious Bentley came to a stop.
A well-dressed young man stepped out, exuding elegance and sophistication in every movement, clearly of high status.
After steadying himself, he adjusted his tie, then gallantly escorted a woman dressed in a dazzling golden evening gown out of the car, shimmering like a radiant bulb. en.swhovels.net It was none other than Zoe Hoffman.