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The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2011-Bang!

Their eyes sharpened, and they fired at the same time. At this moment, their minds were in sync, merging into one.

The two subordinates fell to the ground with a thud.

"Drew! Leave now!" Yvonne's heart thumped anxiously, her voice desperate and hoarse.

"Come with me!" Drew's eyes were heavy with determination. His right hand, holding the gun, was still pointing at the door. He wrapped his left hand around her waist, pulling her into his embrace without hesitation and tightening his grip.

Sparks flew when their eyes met. It was as if they were the most important person in each other's lives.

At this moment, two other guards rushed in.

Drew and Yvonne simultaneously shot at them, not even taking a glance at the door.

"Drew, what are you doing?!" The corner of Yvonne's eyes turned red, her heaving chest pressing against his, stirring his emotions. "Are you hoping we could die together?"

"Can you make it more romantic?" Drew's bright and shining eyes curved like crescent moons, with intense emotions rippling underneath. "I will be with you through thick and thin, life and death."

Instantly, Yvonne's heart skipped a beat, and her fair face flushed. No matter how much she tried to restrain herself, tears welled up in her eyes. She spoke softly, deep inferiority seeping through her choked voice. "Stop messing around. Dying together with someone like me is an insult to you." Drew's chest tightened. He kept increasing the force of his hand holding her waist, as if he were trying to crush her bones.

"If you die, Ms. Bella, Justin, your father, brothers, and the whole family will be devastated." Yvonne's tone was indifferent. "But if I die, it's like a drop of rain vanishing in a puddle. It won't cause any ripples. My death won't sadden anyone, and nobody will remember it. So, Drew, please… You must stay alive."

"Who said nobody would be sad or remember you?" Drew's gaze was intense, his breath heavy. "Yvonne, do you not see me as a human? Do I not have a heart?"

"Perhaps you will. But it's alright. I'm merely a passerby in your life. Sadness is temporary. Slowly, time could heal anything."

Yvonne had been taking this path alone. Her heart was already riddled with wounds, covered in scars.

Nobody cared about her, and nobody treated her wounds. Time was her only friend.

"Stop talking nonsense. If I wanted to leave, I would've never come in the first place!" Drew frowned in frustration and grabbed her hand. “With me around, nothing will happen to you. We will both be fine!"

At Pivotage, Taylor quickly ran to meet Christopher.

"Mr. Christopher! Your prediction came true! Drew fell into our trap and went to find Ms. Yvonne alone!"

Christopher had just injected himself and was lying on the sofa, enjoying the exciting, dizzy sensation.

His usually meticulous collar was messed up, and his long legs lazily spread apart. The glass in his hands tilted toward the ground, spilling half of the wine.

Upon seeing this scene, Taylor was inexplicably uncomfortable.

Christopher had been taking drugs more frequently, which was clearly not a good thing. Besides, taking too many drugs and drinking would slowly destroy his body.

If his body collapsed, what was the meaning of everything he gained through hard work?

"The Thompsons are all lovesick fools willing to sacrifice themselves for love."

Christopher closed his eyes and snorted disdainfully. "I thought Drew would surprise me, but it turns out he's just the same. However, putting himself in danger for a woman like that? He's too foolish." "Even a hero can't resist the charm of a beauty." Taylor smiled coldly "Since the fish had taken the bait, I'll send out word to get rid of him tonight!" Okay." Christopher agreed.

"Ms. Yvonne is still inside. I'll think of a way to get her out…"

"No need."

Christopher half-closed his cold eyes. "They are so in love with each other. Since they want to die together, I'll grant their wish."

Taylor's eyes widened in surprise, stunned. “Mr. Christopher… Ms. Yvonne has been with you for so many years. Are you really going to abandon her?!"

"Why, are you unwilling?"

"No… It's not that…"

Taylor hesitated. “Ms. Yvonne has contributed much for you over the years, and Pivotage can't function without her. Besides…” "She's just a substitute. What she does can easily be replaced by another woman I choose to train.

Her only value to me was to become bait to lure Drew. Now that I've achieved my aim, she has nomore value to me." A chill ran down Taylor's spine, and his heart tightened. "But Mr. Christopher…"” At this moment, Christopher sat up from the sofa. The pot of red roses, which he took great care of like a lover, was placed on the coffee table.

Suddenly, Christopher grabbed the rose stalks with pale fingers.

Taylor exclaimed, "Mr. Christopher! Beware of the thorns!"

Christopher's expression did not change. The next second, he uprooted the entire plant!

With a clang, a small listening device fell out from the soil.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2012-Drew held Yvonne's hand firmly, and the two sprinted through the gorgeous but dangerous hallway.

Assassins continuously rushed out to shoot at them. Drew shielded Yvonne in his arms, but it did not affect his speed of drawing the gun at all. With accurate and precise shots, he shot each assassin in the head, one by one.

At this moment, someone lunged at them from the left.

Before Drew could turn around, Yvonne's eyes darkened.

Instantly, she accurately slit the attacker's throat using the golden hairpin in her hand. Blood gushed out, splattering on her dress.

Drew glanced sideways at her, his heart uncontrollably pounding against his chest, and the adoration beneath his eyes was like crashing waves.

"Phew… That was close." Yvonne wiped the sweat on her face with the back of her hand, but it merely smeared the blood all over her face, adding to her breathtaking charm.

Assassins were everywhere, scouring the villa like hyenas, searching for them.

Unable to escape for the moment, Yvonne found the garage filled with clutter. They hid inside and locked the door, using racks to barricade it. "Drew, I can't go with you."

No matter how reluctant Yvonne was, she must make a decision. "I'll stay here to distract them. It shouldn't be hard for you to slip away with your abilities. If we keep moving together, it'll only make Christopher's men even more reckless! We will really die here!"

"Are you that unwilling to die with me?" Drew raised his brows, still holding her hand tightly and refusing to let go for a bit.

"I'm unwilling," Yvonne said immediately and turned her blood-stained face away. "I still have many things to do. Even if I die, it cannot be today!" Drew's eyes reddened, his throat bobbing as he suddenly pressed her against the wall and lowered his head to kiss her.

Yvonne's heart trembled, and she hurriedly covered his mouth with her hand in a panic.

The man's gaze darkened, but the desire in his eyes did not diminish at all.

"No…" Yvonne's eyes glistened with tears, her thin shoulders trembling slightly. "I'm filthy."

She loved him so, so much.

Therefore, she wanted him to remain pure and noble. Even if he had a lover in the future, it should be a perfect woman, not a run-through flower like her.

A strong sense of pain surged in Drew's chest, making his eyes wet.

He forcefully removed her hand from his mouth and said in a husky voice, "I'll kill whoever dares to say that you're dirty."

A hot and determined kiss landed on her lips, deep and domineering. Their lips and tongues entwined, breath mingling…

Staring into the man's gentle eyes, Yvonne fell deeper and deeper.

This was her first kiss.

She was satisfied… She could die now with no regrets.

After several moments of entanglement, they parted from each other, panting. A crystal-clear thread fell between their slightly swollen lips.

Yvonne's face was bright red as she took his hand and placed something in his palm.

"Hmm? A token of love?" Drew raised his brows and opened his palm, stunned when he saw a blue pill. "What is this?"

"The pills that man mentioned are drugs that Christopher is asking him to export." Yvonne looked at him intensely got this while rummaging through that man's body. You must get out of here alive and give this to Ms. Bella and Mr. Justin. "Let them investigate what this substance is. It's best if they could find where the source came from! You must also tell them about Christopher possibly using drug addicts to carry out experiments in secret."

"Yvonne…" Drew's breath hitched, his grip on her waist tightening.

“I've been gathering information by Christopher's side. There's two more things I discovered."

Yvonne knew what he wanted to ne say, but there was no time to act lovey-dovey. "Firstly, Christopher has secret dealings with the Larson. family's eldest son, Aaron Larson. It might be related to this drug.

Secondly, be careful of Deputy Chief Owen Hopkins. He's one of Christopher's pawns!" She spoke quickly and anxiously, as if this might be the last time they met.

At this time, they smelled an increasingly strong smoke.

"Shit! The villa is on fire!" Yvonne's eyes widened in terror as she looked outside the window.

Flames were reflected on the glass window, baring their claws like a demon eager to devour them alive.

"Ha. It seems that you were too idealistic." Drew felt his body temperature rising rapidly, but he was fearless, holding Yvonne's nape and rubbing it to comfort her. "From the start, you were Christopher's bait to lure me in. He never thought of letting you live. He wanted us to die together."

 

 

 

 

 

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2013-As if struck by lightning, Yvonne's breath turned heavy and labored. The growing flames outside the window burned intensely in her dark eyes. She knew that Christopher had already started suspecting her, and it was only a matter of time before he got rid of her.

But that well-dressed beast in disguise wanted to use her to kill the man she loved most? Dream on!

"Yvonne, if I ask you to jump down from here with me, will you be afraid?" Drew held her thin waist firmly and smiled.

"I'm not afraid." Yvonne slightly parted her lips, lipstick still smeared from their kiss. Her determined gaze met his bright eyes.

"Tsk. Can't you let your man feel a little accomplished?" Drew raised his brows and pinched the soft flesh at her waist. "Can't you be like other women, clinging to me and screaming how scared you are in the face of danger?"

“Actually, I am afraid." Yvonne stared deeply at him, full of longing. "But as long as you're here, I'm not afraid of anything."

Drew's originally frozen heart melted instantly, as if it was thrown into the sea of burning flames. He lowered his head and kissed Yvonne's lips again, saying, "Let's go!"

Then he tucked her soft body under his black trench coat and fired several shots at the glass window.

The room was already filled with smoke. They held their breaths and rushed toward the window with all their strength.

Crash!

Drew broke the glass using his back, holding Yvonne tightly as they jumped down from the fifth floor.

Flames roared into the sky before their eyes, and countless sharp shards of glass and burning embers rushed past them like a storm.

Yvonne's heart stopped for a second, and she closed her eyes in fear.

In a daze, she heard Drew's heavy breathing. A strong sense of uneasiness tore at her heart.

With a swoosh, a thin steel cable shot out from the man's sleeve, piercing through the embers and anchored in the wall of a building.

Drew held Yvonne with one arm while using his left arm to control the cable, his legs pushing against the wall a few times.

They landed safely on the ground in a few seconds, but these few seconds were enough for Yvonne to remember for a lifetime. They did not even have time to catch their breath and ran into the woods while supporting each other.

Suddenly, Yvonne stopped abruptly and shook off Drew's hand while trembling.

The man turned around in shock. "Yvonne, you…"

"Sorry. I must stop here." Yvonne's eyes were red as she stepped back resolutely. "I'll only become a burden if I go with you. Go now before they catch up! Also, don't look for me anymore. This is the end for us!"

"You want me to give up on you? At this time?! Yvonne… Who do you think I am?!" Drew's eyes were burning from his anxious emotions. He gritted his teeth and took a step forward, but it forced her to retreat several steps. "Even if you don't leave with me, do you think you can still return to Christopher?! He wants you to die with me. Can't you see that?!"

"Yes, Christopher wants us to die together, but you're still alive, aren't you?" Yvonne smiled emotionlessly, looking cold-blooded, but it only pained her heart.

"I can live as long as you're alive. But if I go with you, Christopher will never let you go, and we will never have peace. Drew, I still have more important things to do. I don't deserve you, nor am I willing to become a woman lost in love. But I'll remember the romance you gave me forever."

She ran toward the sea of flames.

"Yvonne! Come back!"

No matter how Drew called out to her, she did not turn back. Only her broken tears were scattered in the wind.

The fire burned the villa down into ruins.

Let alone a human; even a cockroach or fly could not get out of this place alive.

A few dozen men dressed in black held flashlights as they searched through the charred building.

Taylor stood outside with a pale face, but his eyes reddened. "Search carefully! I want to see bodies if they're dead!"

"Yes!"

At this time, he heard a series of heavy and familiar footsteps behind him.

"Yvonne?!"

Taylor turned around and looked at the woman, who was covered in dirt and blood. His expression was a mix of shock and joy, almost causing him to lose control.

"You can ask them to stop searching. He's long gone." Yvonne stared at him coldly, her lips curling mockingly. "Sorry. I've let Mr. Christopher down again."

Taylor immediately rushed to her, suppressing his voice, "You let that brat go?!"

"Do you think I have superpowers?"

"Yvonne, this is the last time…" Taylor gripped her shoulders, panting heavily. "When you see Drew again, you must kill him!"

Yvonne smiled fearlessly. "If I don't?"

"We worked together for so many years… I don't want to watch you die!"

Taylor was ten years older than Yvonne. He watched her grow up and accompanied her since her teenage years when she went through special training. How could he not care for her?

"Yvonne, just bear with it a little longer. We must bear with it a little longer! As long as Mr. Christopher helps the Boss finish the drug experiment, he could take over that vel.r Iverson Group completely and dominate the domestic pharmaceutical market! KS Group and the Salvador Corporation will be trampled! At that time, our suffering will end. The good days will come! Following Mr. Christopher is your only way out!" Taylor's eyes shone with ambition. He even told her this secret to assure her.

Yvonne's eyes darkened. Taylor's words matched her and Drew's suspicion.

But an unexpected gain was that the mastermind was the mysterious Boss.

Taylor suddenly hugged Yvonne tightly.

l.ne Yvonne felt nauseous, but she did not push him away. She knew Taylor was Christopher's right-hand man and a key to his secrets. If she handled him right, she could have had more chances to access the core of Christopher's dirty business. "Yvonne, listen to me. Next time, you must kill Drew!" Taylor took a deep breath and said gently, "I'll talk to Mr. Christopher. Listen to me. You must survive no matter what!" "Okay,” Yvonne said softly, hatred and disgust mixing in her gaze.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2014-It was the wee hours of the night. Bella was sound asleep, cuddling Justin. But the man was still awake, reviewing a stack of financial reports and project proposals on the bedside table.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. Wilma's urgent voice came through. "Young Master, Young Madam, are you asleep?"

Afraid of waking Bella, Justin carefully got out of bed and went to open the door. "Wilma, it's so late. Why are you not asleep yet?"

"Young Master, the fourth Thompson brother is here!"

"You mean Drew?" Justin was taken aback.

"Yeah! He is in the living room, and he looks terrible. You should go see him quickly!"

At this moment, Bella rubbed her sleepy eyes and shuffled to his side while wearing fuzzy slippers. "Justin… I heard you guys saying that Drew is here?"

"Sorry for waking you up." Justin's eyes softened as he wrapped his arm around her waist, holding her gently.

Bella leaned against his chest, their bodies only separated by a thin sheet of silk. “I'm alright, but Drew wouldn't come to disturb us so late at night for no good reason. Justin, let's go see him quickly."

When Justin and Bella saw Drew, whose face was covered in blood and his shirt torn and tattered, their expressions changed. Especially Bella, who had never seen her brother in such a sorry state. Her fourth brother was always as strong as a deity to her. Naturally, when Drew was on missions, he would not let his most beloved sister see those near-death moments.

"Drew! What happened? Are you hurt?!" Bella quickly ran forward, frantically examining his shoulder, the color draining from her face.

"Bella, I'm fine." Drew looked as if the soul was sucked from his body. His gaze was empty, and his voice was low.

Bella was burning with anxiety. "How can you say that you're fine? What's up with your face? What happened to your clothes?!"

After a while, Drew raised his handsome face. Between his heavy breaths, it was as if some intense emotions were about to burst from his chest. "Bella, I've never asked you for anything all these years, but this time… I beg you…"

Looking at him, Justin's eyes widened in shock.

He had seen Drew in all kinds of emotions-playful, joyous, angry, violent… Except for this emotion.

Bella's voice was hoarse from anxiety, and she shook his shoulders. "Drew, why are you acting polite with me? Just tell me what you need!"

"Do you have any way to save her?"

"Save who?!"

Drew's throat choked up. "Yvonne."

Justin and Bella were stunned. This was the first time they heard Drew speak of another woman's name.

Drew lowered his eyes and pulled a packet of blue pills from his inner pocket, putting it in Bella's palm.

Bella's eyes widened unbelievably. "Drew, where did you get these pills from?!"

"It's Yvonne." Then he pursed his lips and recounted everything that had happened not long ago.

Bella and Justin held their breaths the entire time, looking restless.

Merely thinking about that type of sheer thrill made their scalps tingle and hearts race.

"So, the mastermind is Christopher?"

Justin's fists hardened, clenching his fingers tightly. "He disguised this unknown medicine as drugs and used Aaron to help distribute them, simultaneously shipping them abroad and gathering the druglords to spread the goods.

"It looks like drug trafficking, but actually, they're using those drug addicts for human experiments. His aim from the start was not to make money!"

"For a drug to go on the market, it could take up to five to ten years to go through the complex process of development, clinical trials, and obtaining approval from the el.ne government. Repeatedly testing on animals produces data far less accurate than testing on humans."

Thinking of the inhumane and unforgivable deeds, Bella seethed with anger. "With enough experimental subjects and detailed data, it might really speed up the development of the medicine significantly. Ten years could be shortened to two or three years!

"It must be a very strong medicine.

Otherwise, Christopher wouldn't take such a huge fisk to carry out human experiments. If they succeeded, Christopher would be unstoppable! As for that Deputy Chief, he bably had something to do with suddenly getting arrested. Hooking up with the police is a typical tactic of the Iverson family. He probably contributed to the drug experiment behind the scenes as well.” With the clues Yvonne provided, Bella immediately connected all the people and events, showcasing her outstanding logic.

"I wanted to bring Yvonne with me, but she refused. She wanted to stay by Christopher's side as a spy."

Yvonne's resolute gaze appeared in Drew's mind, piercing through his heart and then twisting it. "Bella, nothing can happen to her!" Bella grabbed his cold hands. "Drew, you… Yvonne…"

Drew looked at his sister's beautiful face, and his nose tingled. Once, she was so similar to Bella, indistinguishable from afar.

Now, Yvonne was no longer a replica of Bella. She was not anyone's substitute.

Yvonne was Yvonne, who only belonged to him…

Emotions surged in his heart, and Drew said each word heavily with determination, “Bella, I love her… I'm in love with Yvonne."

 

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2015-Bella and Justin were stunned, momentarily at a loss for words.

They thought someone like Drew was a free spirit, fooling around, understanding love but never committing to love. Compared to being tied down by love, he would much rather have absolute freedom to do anything he wanted.

The blow brought by this shock hit Bella even harder. She knew all too well what kind of person Drew was.

Back then, when she asked him to approach Yvonne, he confidently promised with a wicked smile that he would finish the mission perfectly. If necessary, he could give his body but not his heart.

Now, he completed the mission. However, he had fallen deeper and deeper. Bella did not know if he had given away his body, but he had completely offered up his heart.

"Drew… Are you serious?" Bella's eyes were wide with shock, and she could not help asking again.

Drew looked at her, his gaze passionate and deep, holding an unprecedented seriousness. "Bella, in the past, I never understood you. I don't know why you love Justin so much and why it could only be him. Now, I understand."

Although he did not answer directly, it was more meaningful than a straightforward yes.

Justin stood behind them, closing his teary eyes. He said hoarsely, "Drew, as long as you love each other, I'll definitely support you being together." "Drew, me too." Bella took a deep breath, her eyes shining like the starry sky.

The couple's encouraging words melted into Drew's violently pounding heart. His voice uncontrollably trembled. "Bella, do you mind that Yvonne worked for Christopher? Do you mind that she looks like you?"

"Why would I care about that?" Bella's gentle smile was like a ray of light that warmed his heart, dispelling his last concerns. "I'm more worried that you'd mind. But I think you love her soul, not her appearance. Only someone pure and wonderful could capture your heart and gain your love. Drew, when you meet Ms. Yvonne again, remember to tell her that I admire and respect her."

As she spoke, tears welled up. "Although we really need the information about Christopher she provides us, if it's obtained through her sacrifice, I would rather not have it. Justin and I could bring Christopher down ourselves."

"Bella… Thank you, and Justin too."

Drew's eyes were wet, a searing pain brushing through his heart. "But I don't know if I'll ever see her again. Even if I do… She won't leave with me. Besides… I can't approach her anymore. Christopher has already tried to kill us this time. Who knows what vicious moves he'll make next? I'm not afraid of him. I'm just afraid that something will happen to Yvonne!"

Bella could relate to his words, feeling distressed.

How could Yvonne stay around that lunatic, heartless man? That bastard could destroy her with just a flick of his fingers!

Nobody's life was low enough to be sacrificed, and Yvonne was no exception.

"Since Christopher's interests weren't threatened, and you came back safely, I think Christopher would not touch Ms. Yvonne in the near future."

Justin's gaze was dark, and his voice was deep. "But we can't exclude the possibility that he'll use Ms. Yvonne as bait again to lure you out seems to me that Christopher is determined to kill you." Let him try. We'll see who ends up dead." Drew's breath hitched, clenching his fingers so hard his knuckles turned white. "No matter what, I must save Yvonne!" He was dead set on her.

Bella and Justin looked at each other, sighing inwardly.

Drew had been single for so long. They did not expect his romantic life to suddenly bloom.

After settling Drew down, Justin held Bella as they returned to their room to sleep.

They lay on the bed and talked for a long time, analyzing the situation on Christopher's side and talking about Drew and Ms. Yvonne, until Bella's eyelids grew heavy, and she fell asleep.

Just as Justin was about to sleep, his phone vibrated.

[Drew: Come to my room.] Justin immediately got out of bed, leaving the room quietly.

Standing outside Drew's room, Justin looked around before knocking lightly. One might have thought he was secretly meeting up with his lover.

After a moment, the door creaked open. Drew looked at him, his pale face colorless, with beads of sweat on his nose.

 

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2016-"Bella doesn't know you're here to see me, right?" Drew lowered his voice, his breathing a little unstable.

"Bella is already asleep."

Justin looked at him deeply and frowned. "Drew, why do you look so pale? Are you feeling unwell? I can ask my grandpa's personal doctor to come and take a look at you now."

Drew let him in and closed the door tightly. Then he panted and walked to the sofa.

Under the dim lights, he gritted his teeth and took off the tattered black shirt.

Instantly, Justin's pupils contracted, and he gasped in shock.

Drew's well-defined chest and abdomen were covered with horrifying wounds everywhere. Some had scabbed over, and some were still bleeding. But more terrifyingly was the palm-sized burn on his back.

His honey-colored skin was bloody red, with a huge blister that had swollen and burst. Blood mixed with pus trickled down.

"How did this happen?!" Justin's heart tightened, and he quickly helped Drew to sit down.

"Christopher hired some thugs to kill me and Yvonne, then set a fire outside the villa, trying to burn us to death inside." Drew felt the bone-piercing pain from the burn and gritted his teeth.

He led a dangerous life and was undoubtedly a tough guy, not making a sound despite suffering such major injuries.

In fact, he was already hanging on by a thread when he came to see Bella. He forced himself to endure the pain until now to avoid worrying his sister. "Christopher… That insane madman!" Justin's eyes reddened with hatred, and he took a cotton swab soaked in iodine to disinfect Drew's wounds. Having his back facing him, Drew panted and smiled. "Honestly, right now, I'm most grateful that Bella still loved you even when Christopher was pursuing her. Thank goodness she was not deceived by that bastard. Otherwise, Bella's life would be ruined."

Justin's fingertips trembled, and a thousand emotions surged in his heart, choking his throat.

"So, in a way, I have to thank you." Drew's face twisted in pain where Justin could not see.

"Being chosen by Bella is the greatest honor of my life." Intense emotions churned in Justin's eyes as he said, "I didn't do anything for Bella. She was smart and strong enough, capable of protecting herself."

"Tsk. Protect herself?"

Drew's lips curled, his face covered in sweat. "When did she ever protect herself… In the past, Wyatt protected her, and now that she's grown, we protected her. Who would want to put up all their defenses and act strong if there's someone to pamper and protect them?"

At this moment, the cruel but beautiful images of him and Yvonne fighting alongside each other appeared vividly in his mind. Those skills must have been honed through harsh training, and every move was aimed at killing, not for self-defense. Drew blinked hard, swallowing the bitter emotions and distress down his throat.

When did Yvonne quietly take root in his heart?

By the time he realized it, she had already planted a field of bright and blooming roses in his heart.

“Justin, is this what it feels like to have someone in your originally empty heart?"

Justin treated Drew's wounds, quietly listening to his murmurs.

"There's too much difference net between familial and romantic love. I don't know how to love. Having pretended for so long, I've lost a primal instinct of humans, which is to love someone. But I want to be like you, giving it all to love for once… I want to try it." That night, Yvonne returned to Pivotage with Taylor as if nothing had happened.

For three days, Christopher did not appear in Pivotage or summon her, nor did he assign her new tasks.

Perhaps due to the side effects of the pills she took, she spent most of the three days in a drowsy state.

The feeling of being half-awake, half-dreaming, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion, was indeed addictive and wearisome.

Especially when in the dream, she and Drew were passionately hugging and kissing, bodies entangled…

Those heart-racing images became a strong contrast with her lonely and cold reality when she woke up, which fueled her deeper desires.

She wanted to take two more pills and return to her slumber. Only then could she meet him again. It was not too greedy to let her have everything in her dreams, right?

On the fourth night, Yvonne forced herself to bathe and changed into a simple, elegant green silk dress before walking out of her room.

A bodyguard walked toward her in the empty hallway, holding a flower pot. As he got closer, Yvonne's eyes widened, and her heart immediately jumped out of her chest. The bodyguard was holding the pot of red roses in Christopher's living room.

"Ms. Yvonne." The bodyguard stopped and bowed.

"Aren't these roses in Mr. Christopher's room? Why did you take it out?" Yvonne pretended to be calm, her heart pounding.

"Oh, Mr. Taylor asked me to take it out. He said Mr. Christopher doesn't need it anymore." With that, the bodyguard walked past Yvonne's pale face.

At the same time, Taylor's gloomy voice came from behind her. "Yvonne, Mr. Christopher is looking for you. Come with me."

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2017-Along the way, Yvonne followed behind Taylor. Although she was expressionless, cold sweat had drenched through her thin dress, and her footsteps were as heavy as lead.

She thought of the roses Christopher removed and immediately considered all the terrifying possibilities in her mind.

Christopher liked those roses a lot. Now that he suddenly got rid of them and summoned her, he must have noticed it already.

Returning to her senses, Yvonne closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she opened her eyes again, she had a resolute look, as if she were about to be executed.

Everyone would die eventually. It was merely a matter of time.

Thinking about the worst outcome, she suddenly felt fearless.

Yvonne was brought to that blood-soaked basement, where God knows how many people were executed.

A few men stood guard in the four corners. On the luxurious and comfortable red velvet sofa in the middle, Christopher lazily crossed his long legs, wearing a meticulous gray suit as he sipped red wine.

He did not fit in with the eerie atmosphere around him.

"Yvonne, I heard you did not leave your room for four days. How is it? Have you rested enough now?" Christopher swirled his glass, asking with an ambiguous smile.

Yvonne bit her lips and did not reply.

Christopher narrowed his dark eyes and slowly pushed his gold-rimmed glasses up his nose. He hooked his fingers at her and said, "Yvonne, come here."

A chill crawled up Yvonne's slender calves like a venomous snake.

However, she had no choice but to walk to the man.

"Ah…"

Yvonne's body lurched forward as Christopher suddenly grabbed her wrist, pulling her forcefully and making her fall into his arms.

"Aren't you going for the sexy look before? I remember you never used to cover up so much or wear clothes with such a dull color."

Christopher's arms held her thin waist, forcing her to sit on his lap His breath, tainted with the sweet scent of red wine, brushed against her pale cheeks. It was an intimate tease, but she only felt repulsed. "Why, does he like it?"

Yvonne felt cold all over, turning her face away in embarrassment. "No…"

"I quite like it too. Dress like this from now on." Christopher chuckled further down her set - Dimofy his dry but cold Yvonne's soft body could not stop trembling. She felt humiliated being liked by him.

She held her breath and asked hoarsely, "Mr. Christopher, why are you looking for me?"

"I want you to watch a show with me.” Christopher smiled and gave Taylor a look. Taylor understood and clapped his hands with a dark expression.

With a loud clang, Yvonne heard the sound of chains knocking against each other.

Yvonne's long eyelashes fluttered, watching as a man covered in wounds, barely hanging on, was slowly lowered from the top. When he was fully on the ground, Yvonne finally saw the man's face, which was battered with injuries and barely recognizable.

е Instantly, Vyonne felt as if she was struck by lightning. Tears welled up in her eyes. Panic and hatred turned into a blade that twisted her insides fiercely. It was Oscar.

A subordinate unchained Oscar. Taylor walked over menacingly, sending him sprawling to the ground viciously with one kick. "Ugh…" Oscar vomited a mouthful of blood.

 

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2018-Oscar was gravely injured and already on the brink of death.

Yvonne gritted her teeth hard, the surging anger tearing her heart into bloody pieces, leaving it full of holes.

Her stiff waist was held firmly by Christopher, rendering her immobile. Even if she could move, how could she get over there?

"I've always trusted you and spent so much effort training you, but you dared to betray Mr. Christopher! You ungrateful bastard!"

The traitor turned out to be someone under Taylor, which naturally added to his anger. Taylor wanted to prove his loyalty by torturing the traitor. "Don't you know what's the ending that awaits all traitors?!"

"So what… If I know?" Oscar turned his face slightly as he panted weakly. "Does it… Affect… My choice…"

Upon hearing it, Christopher raised his brows with interest and took a sip of wine.

Yvonne's lips quivered as she stared fixedly at Oscar, who was at the end of his rope. Her heartbeat raced, almost suffocating her.

"Why did you betray Mr. Christopher?!" Taylor's eyes bulged as he kicked Oscar again.

"Ha…" Oscar snorted coldly and closed his eyes.

Overwhelmed by anger, Taylor raised his leg and wanted to kick Oscar's head.

Christopher suddenly opened his mouth. "Taylor, wait."

Taylor quickly withdrew his foot.

"If I remember correctly, you're the bodyguard who made a mistake a few years ago and was punished by me, right?" Christopher asked casually. Oscar did not say anything, which was a silent acknowledgment.

The blood drained from Yvonne's face, and her heart pounded so fast it felt like it would jump out of her mouth.

She had experienced so many evils in this world that ordinary people could not even fathom, so she had long become numb and indifferent to gore. But this time, it was different.

Oscar was her confidant, the only source of warmth she had in this hellhole known as Pivotage.

But this tiny bit of warmth was about to become nothing before her eyes.

"Do you still hold a grudge against et me because of what happened many years.ago? Even so, you've been holding it in all this while. Why did you make a move at this time? Who is your accomplice? Who instructed you to put a listening device in my room?" Christopher's lip curled up mockingly. "You're quite tough, and I like it. So, I'll give you another chance the last chance. As long as you reveal your accomplice, I promise I won't kill you. Besides that, I'll also let you join Pivotage's management to govern this place with Taylor. How does that sound?"

Yvonne could not take it anymore. Her pale lips parted just as Oscar suddenly laughed.

“Christopher, do you take me as… A fool? Words that came from… An evil bastard like you… Can't be trusted! But I believe… In retribution… Even if I didn't succeed… Sooner or later… You'll die miserably!"

"You ungrateful scumbag! How dare you curse Mr. Christopher?!" Taylor angrily kicked him again.

“There are too many people who want me dead. The queue could start from Savrow to Sentania. Don't you want your last words to be more creative?"

Christopher smiled and shook his head. “Since you don't appreciate your chance, I won't force it. Yvonne."

He suddenly called her.

Yvonne's heart tightened, her empty gaze looking up at his cruel, smiling eyes.

"I was indeed suspicious of you before, but today, I'll give you a chance to dispel my doubts."

As he spoke, Christopher patted her waist lightly, a cruel glint flashing in his eyes, "Go and kill him. As long as you kill him, I'll overlook everything, and you'll still be the one I trust most in Pivotage, aside from Taylor."

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2019-Yvonne heard it clearly, but her brain and body seemed disconnected, unable to react at all.

"Go on." Christopher urged, his eyes gradually turning cold.

Yvonne stood up stiffly, trembling slightly. The dress she wore was drenched in sweat.

She was still alive, but it felt as if she had died over and over again.

She walked to Oscar, and those few steps seemed to take up half a lifetime.

Oscar's hands were bound. He pressed his head against the ground as support to straighten his back, kneeling wobbly before her.

From the moment he was caught, Oscar knew he could not survive. But he was unwilling to die like worthless trash. He wanted to die with pride.

Taylor walked up and held Yvonne's cold hands, forcing her to grip the gun.

Oscar, with his face full of blood, smiled gently at Yvonne as if he were comforting her.

Yvonne closed her teary eyes. This basement was an execution ground for her heart.

Suddenly, her pupils contracted. Oscar's left eye was bloody, leaving only his right eye. Others might not notice it, but the way she saw it, his right eye seemed to blink rhythmically.

Yvonne's mind flashed with a thought, and she reacted immediately.

The Morse code!

Her fingertips trembled by her side, tapping along with Oscar's blinks, remembering the last words he could not say out loud.

"Yvonne, do it. Don't make Mr. Christopher unhappy." Taylor stared at her with a complicated gaze.

Yvonne slowly raised her hand, pointing the gun at Oscar.

She panted heavily, almost in tears, but she could not pull the trigger for a long time.

For a moment, she even contemplated killing herself.

Just as everyone's focus was gathered on Yvonne, Oscar, kneeling on the ground, suddenly stood up and fiercely knocked Yvonne aside with all his strength!

Yvonne staggered as she fell backward, but Taylor reacted quickly and supported her.

"Christopher, you asshole! Go to hell!"

Oscar glared at Christopher with his blood-soaked eyes. He pounced on Christopher like an enraged lion, with a speed that all of the subordinates could not react to.

These subordinates had all undergone professional training. They should not have been so slow to react, including Taylor.

However, they let their guard down!

They did not expect someone who was tortured to a half-dead state would suddenly have a powerful burst of energy.

Christopher did not react in time as well. The glass in his hand fell to the floor.

The next second, he let out a piercing scream. "Ah!"

Oscar's eyes bulged as he fiercely bit on Christopher's left ear.

"Mr. Christopher!" Everyone panicked, not knowing what to do.

Taylor burned with anger and roared, picking up the gun, aiming it at Oscar, and firing three shots into his back continuously.

Yvonne could not restrain herself anymore, tears streaming uncontrollably down her face.

The entire basement was enveloped in deadly silence.

Lying on top of Christopher, Oscar finally collapsed.

Taylor was so frightened that his face was covered in sweat. He ran to Christopher. "Mr. Christopher! How are you…"

The next second, he shockingly saw that Christopher's left ear was a bloody mess, and he was missing a chunk of flesh on the tip, making his scalp tingle.

"Call the doctor… Call the doctor now!"

Christopher's face was pale from pain, and he roared with a twisted face, "Chop him into pieces and feed him to the dogs!"

As he needed stitches for his severe injuries, Christopher was urgently sent to the hospital.

Taylor stayed in the basement to get rid of Oscar's body.

"Mr. Taylor, let them leave first. I want to speak to you." Yvonne stared at Oscar's peaceful face. Her long, thick eyelashes were unblinking, as if they had frozen over.

Seeing how haggard she looked, Taylor felt torn and ordered the others to leave first.

"Tay…" Yvonne suddenly called him with a trembling voice.

Taylor's heart skipped a beat, and his usually gloomy gaze became passionate. "Yvonne, you haven't called me that for many years.” "Tay, can you please leave Oscar's body intact?" Yvonne was almost begging.

"You're too stubborn!" Taylor anxiously grabbed her thin shoulders. "This guy is your accomplice, right? Do you know that Mr. Christopher already suspects you?"

"Luckily, this guy suddenly went mad and didn't rat you out, so I took the chance to kill him. If he said anything against you, do you think your ending would be any better than his?!" Yvonne stared blankly at this man who cared for her, but the hatred in her heart raged on like wildfire.

Christopher was a demon, while Taylor was the demon's claws.

This man, who shot Oscar three times, still had the audacity to act like he did it for her sake. How disgusting!

"You even want to give this guy a proper burial? If Mr. Christopher finds out…"

"Then don't let him know." Yvonne looked at hing with determination, but her voice was soft. "Oscar has always been kind to me, treating me like his sister. His death… It was my fault Tay, I've never asked you for anything… Let me beg you just this once, okay? I know you can do something." Taylor cared about her. Combined with Yvonne's tearful eyes, he instantly felt softhearted and sighed helplessly. "Okay, I promise you."

"Thank you…" Yvonne was full of gratitude.

"But you must promise me to stop thinking about scheming against Mr. Christopher. Don't plot anything else!"

Taylor pulled her into his arms, his et heart racing, know you've endured much suffering. When Mr. Christopher completely takes over the Iverson Group and succeeds with the new drug's development, you can leave this hellhole for good. Our good days are yet to come!"

Thinking about Oscar's death, Yvonne's heart was about to burst, oozing out thick blood. "Then when will the new drug succeed?"

"Soon, soon…" Taylor murmured softly in her ear.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2020-The next day, Arnold came alone to find Bella and Justin in their villa.

"Arnold, where's my brother?"

Bella and Arnold sat in the living room, while Justin came over with a plate of fruit to serve the guest, showing his hospitality.

“Asher is taking care of Dad at home and packing up. We're returning to Meridan in a few days.” Arnold addressed Wyatt as "Dad" naturally, sweet happiness dancing on his brows.

Bella stared at him and thought of the photo her brother secretly kept. She did not know whether Asher had destroyed the photo by now, and she felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Bella, I came to see you because the results of the drug test are out." Arnold handed them a document with a serious expression.

Bella eagerly opened the brown envelope, and Justin quickly sat beside her.

"The components are so complicated." She was a surgeon and only had surface-level knowledge about this.

As for Justin, it was like reading a foreign language. "Is this really medicine? Not drugs?"

"It's medicine. I checked the components, and they're basically antidepressants and antipsychotics, which could control mental conditions," Arnold said solemnly.

Justin's eyes darkened. "If it's medicine, then even if we got a hold over Christopher, he has an excuse to clear his name. After all, the sentences for drug trafficking and selling illegal medicine are vastly different."

"What a cunning and evil method to use live humans for his experiment!" Bella huffed indignantly, her fists clenched as if crushing a stone, making cracking sounds.

"But there's one thing that surprises me."

Arnold took the test report and examined it again, frowning. "The medicine's components are very similar to a cure for Alzheimer's disease that Larson Group has been developing in recent years. I thought it was an imitation of our medicine just by looking at this result!"

"Alzheimer's disease?"

Justin's handsome face looked surprised. "I heard it is an incurable disease, and there's no medicine for it."

Arnold nodded. "Yes. That's why the Larson Group was determined to develop a medicine. Over the years, my father gathered top-tier pharmaceutical researchers nationwide, focusing on deveel mo a special medicine to treat Alzheimer's. For this, he invested almost all of the company's financial assets. “I heard there was some progress recently, but it's not that easy. They were just releasing such news to deceive investors into pumping in more money! You can totally fake an academic paper!"

Bella's eyes suddenly lit up. "Christopher's mother has Alzheimer's."

"It's highly likely that he went to such lengths to develop the medicine for his mother." Justin saw through her thoughts.

"But there's something weird. The Iverson Group has never announced their involvement in the medical field to the public, and they don't hold shares in any pharmaceutical companies."

The more Bella thought about it, the more suspicious it seemed. "Christopher suddenly came out of nowhere to develop this medicine and even carried out experiments secretly. Although he is evil, he doesn't seem like someone who could plan this. This is not his usual territory." Justin held her waist, gently rubbing against it. "Bella, so you think et someone is controlling him from behind? The person who wants to develop this medicine is not Christopher, and he's just that e person's pawn?" "I can't help thinking like that. He grew his despicable business in Sentania for so many years. Who knows what kind of connections he's made?"

"But there's no evidence."

Arnold was angry but helpless. "We don't have evidence to prove that those drug addicts are subjects for human experiments, and we can't prove Christopher's involvement. What should we do?"

Justin and Bella's eyes met as they fell into deep thought.

At this moment, Bella's phone rang. It was Ralph calling.

She quickly picked up, "Ralph, what's up?"

"Bella, something bad has happened!"

Ralph sounded anxious. "Just now, the Southern Star Syndicate's leader, Elias Storm, was arrested on the charge of suspected murder!"