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The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2151-After receiving the news, Bella left Yara Park and drove quickly toward the Public Prosecutor's Office.

She came to a stop in the open space in front of the prosecutor's office. As she stepped out of the car, she froze in place.

"Justin?"

A black car was parked under a tree by the roadside. Justin, clad in a black overcoat, stood waiting in the bitter wind.

Before Bella could take another step, he rushed eagerly toward her.

"Bella, are you cold?"

Justin took off his coat and wrapped it tightly around her body. Still unsatisfied, he enveloped her in his embrace.

“The heater in the car was on full blast; I'm not cold at all." Bella's warm hands cupped his face, he was cold as ice. "But why were you waiting outside instead of in the car? The wind is so harsh."

"I was afraid I wouldn't see you as soon as you arrived."

Justin grabbed her hands and brought them to his lips. "Besides, did you forget? I was in the military. Back then, I stood guard in negative 30 degrees Celsius, far colder than this. I'm used to it."

Hearing this, Bella recalled the times they fought side by side, those days of burning passion, and she could not help the tears that welled up in her eyes. The place where she lost her pinky twitched almost imperceptibly.

Not long after, Axel strode toward them dressed in a prosecutor's uniform. "Ax, you look so handsome!" Bella exclaimed.

"Indeed," Justin agreed with a smile.

Chapter 2151 1 "It's not that I can't compete anymore; I just don't want to." Justin leaned over and kissed her cheek. "Back then, I was scared."

"Scared?"

"I was afraid I wasn't good enough. I was afraid I didn't deserve to stand by your side. I was afraid someone would take you away from me. I was afraid of so many things; I couldn't even sleep at night." Tch, and now you think I'm stuck with you, so you've relaxed and don't care anymore?" Bella pouted.

"No." Justin looked at her, his eyes brimming with love.

He slipped his hand around her waist and held her tight as she shivered lightly. "I realized that no matter how many people like you, or if one day you tire of me and don't want to be with me anymore, always love you and protect you. Even if you want to leave me, my heart will always follow you. Once I understood that, I felt at peace."

He had realized that true love was not about possession, nor was it about fear or insecurity. It was about letting your beloved remain always pure and free.

Bella blushed, leaning back against his shoulder, enveloped in the warmth of his affections.

But now it was her turn to feel afraid.

She knew Justin would never stop loving her, but now she feared losing him at a time when they loved each other the most…

"Sorry, I was so busy. You two must have been waiting a while!" Axel said as he approached.

"We just got here. Let's talk inside the car," Justin said, opening the car door.

The inside of the car was warm, but tension in the air was palpable.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2152-“Ax, you said that Christopher killed someone? What's going on?" Bella asked as soon as they were settled inside.

"This morning, I went to search Christopher's office. I found a hidden pinhole camera inside one of the books on his shelf." Axel's voice quivered with excitement.

Justin and Bella exchanged stunned glances.

"Did Christopher install it himself?" Bella pressed. "He's always been devious. It's likely that he was monitoring himself while also keeping tabs on anything happening in his office. If he caught any higher-ups from other companies doing something compromising, he could use it to blackmail them. He's done it many times before."

"I don't think it's that simple," Axel said, taking a deep breath. "I took the camera with me and reviewed the footage. Guess what I found?"

Bella was nearly frantic. "Don't keep us in suspense. Just tell us!"

"The footage caught the moment of Uncle Lance's collapse in the office that day!"

"What?!" Justin and Bella exclaimed simultaneously.

Axel took out his phone and pulled up the video to show them.

The video recorded everything that happened that day-the interaction between Lance and Christopher, their confrontation, and Christopher eventually watching his father collapse at his feet, taking away his medication, and leaving him to die.

It also captured Christopher's incriminating confession.

"I'm giving you only one option. Draft an official statement right now, citing your poor health as the reason for your formal retirement, and name me the Chairman of the Iverson Group."

"If you don't agree, I'll play this video on the big screen outside this building. Not only that, but all ten thousand employees of the Iverson Group will receive this video first thing tomorrow morning."

In the end, Lance drew his last breath in front of Christopher.

Bella's eyes widened, her emotions roiling.

Lance had been her father's friend, so watching him die so helplessly was hard to bear.

Justin pulled her into a tight embrace and asked solemnly. "With this evidence, will we be able to charge Christopher with murder?" Chapter 2152 1 "That's fantastic! The sooner we can get an arrest warrant out for him, the better." Bella felt a glimmer of hope reignite.

"I suspect Chairman Iverson installed the camera himself, and et Christopher had no idea it was there." Justin sighed deeply. "He knew his health wouldn't last long, so he probably installed the camera as a precaution in case something happened. He couldn't have imagined this, but ultimately, it caught Christopher red-handed. Unfortunately, it cost him his life."

"But at least he can rest in peace now, rather than having the person who killed him step over his corpse to take his place." Axel justified.

Bella shook her head in disbelief. Even though the odds of bringing Christopher to justice had increased, she couldn't find any joy in the situation.

Sometimes, she wondered if Christopher and his mother had not suffered such unfair treatment in the Line Iverson family and instead had. grown up in a warm, harmonious household, would this tragedy have happened? Would he still be the gentle Chris from their childhood?

Interrupting her musings, Bella's phone vibrated in her pocket. She was getting a call from Camilla. Her heart began to race as she put the call on speaker.

"Camilla! Is there news?!"

"I sent my people to investigate and checked every port and airport in the country. We found Christopher's private jet at the new airport!"

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2153- "Whoa! Camilla, you're amazing! The women in our family are all incredible!" Axel showered his sister with praise before Bella could even speak. "Ax? You're here too?" Camilla was taken aback.

"Having you, the First Lady, investigate that scoundrel Christopher feels like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut."

"Don't say that," Camilla replied softly, her voice still as gentle as ever. "I didn't do much. Bella provided me with the clues, and I just followed the trail. It was a small effort on my part. Over the years, Edward and I have been abroad, busy with state affairs. I rarely get to come home and take care of the family or spend time with you all. I'm just glad to help out a little here. It makes me feel like I'm still with you, just like old times."

Both Axel and Bella were touched by her words.

"Camilla, we're really indebted to you this time. Once this matter is resolved, Bella and I will visit you and Edward in Sentania," Justin said warmly.

"Ah, Justin is there too? I always feel reassured when he's around," Camilla said with relief.

Axel, feeling a bit overlooked, grumbled. "Camilla, does that mean you only feel at ease when Justin is around? What about me?"

"I used to feel at ease with you, but now it's different. You have someone in your heart, Ax." Camilla spoke as only an older sister would, calm and measured, perhaps influenced by years of being by her husband's side in politics. It was easy to forget that she was not yet thirty. "When I was in Botvia, I met Ms. Walker. I could tell you two are deeply in love. I bet it won't be long before she becomes part of the Thompson family."

"Well… Yes, Roza is my beloved." Axel's face turned bright red, glowing with happiness.

"You care for Roza, but you can't be in two places at once. Now that you have someone special, you should focus on her. Naturally, you won't be as attentive to Bella as before," Camilla advised earnestly. "We will always be family, but we can't be there for Bella all her life. Only Justin can walk through life with her." "Camilla…" Bella interlocked her fingers tightly with Justin's.

"Rest assured, I will protect Bella with everything I have," Justin said, pressing his forehead against Bella's.

"I hope once this is all over, you two can finally get married, settle down, and live peacefully. I don't want you getting involved in such dangerous situations anymore," Camilla's tone turned serious. "Christopher practically rules Sentania. He even managed to bribe the previous president. There's nothing he wouldn't do. Edward and I have been quietly battling his influence for years. If it weren't for Edward's high position, he surely would have been killed off quietly."

Bella's intense hatred for Christopher flared up again. "That's why we have to fight him to the end. No matter where he runs, even if it's to the moon, we'll make him pay for his crimes!"

"Even though we've confirmed his presence in Sentania, capturing him won't be easy. He has deep roots there, with many followers protecting him. It'll be hard for you to get close. And since our country doesn't have an extradition treaty with Sentania, even if Ralph sends people over and Edward clears the way for you, there's no guarantee you won't be blocked from all sides."

"We're at the final battle. There's no turning back! Even if it costs me everything. I'll make sure Christopher pays with his life!" Bella's eyes burned with determination.

*

The night was dark and foreboding in Sentania.

Although Christopher had successfully returned to his stronghold, he realized he wasn't out of danger yet. Instead, he had walked into another den of wolves.

This was a hell on earth that he had created with his own hands.

The accumulated stress and the extreme tension of the past few days, coupled with the long-term toll on his health, led to his being hospitalized shortly after returning to Sentania.

The symptoms he experienced in Savrow reappeared-nerve tremors and vomiting blood. Only this time, it was even worse.

Late at night, Christopher curled up under the covers, unable to sleep, drenched in cold sweat, tormented by his illness.

He had taken a box full of different pills, which reacted violently to each other in his stomach, causing him immense pain.

Suddenly, he remembered all the ། times he had caught Grant taking his medication. He used to regularly takeĝust as many pills as Christopher had tonight. But he had not been able to endure for long before his body began to give out. How had Grant survived years of such torment?

If it had been him, he would have preferred death.

Suddenly, the door to his hospital room opened softly.

Lying on his side, alarm bells rang in his head. He slowly moved his hand below his pillow.

He knew it couldn't be Taylor, as Taylor would have knocked before entering. It could only be someone here to take his life.

The man approached the bed, step by step, drew out a silenced gun from his coat, and aimed it at the figure lying on the bed. Bang! Bang!

Gunshots rang out!

The assassin fell to his knees beside the bed, his shoulder and right leg bleeding.

Christopher was already standing on the bed, his shadow looming over the man.

"Mr. Iverson!" Taylor ran in with his men. Seeing that his boss was unharmed, he let out a sigh of relief.

The assassin was quickly apprehended, kneeling before Christopher with a gun to his forehead. "Who sent you? Speak, and I'll let you live."

.ne The assassin, trembling, stammered out a name. It was one of Christopher's own men, someone he had left in charge of while he was away in Savrow. "I see."

Without further hesitation, Christopher pulled the trigger. The man died with his eyes wide open.

"Clean this up before the sun rises," Christopher ordered, putting on his gold-rimmed glasses with deliberate care. I've only been back a few days, and some people are already itching to take over."

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2154-Taylor stared at the corpse lying in a pool of blood, his body drenched in cold sweat. "You've only been back a few days, and someone's already tried to take your life. What's going to happen from here?" "Don't worry," Christopher replied confidently. "Before I die, I'll drag all these restless, ambitious fools down to hell with me."

As the words left his lips, it struck him that he had unconsciously assumed that his final resting place would be "hell". With his hands stained in blood, so full of sin, was he truly destined for hell?

In the silence, Christopher's phone rang. He turned his back to Taylor and his subordinates, bringing the phone to his ear. "Speak."

"Mr. Iverson, the situation back home is very unfavorable for you." An informant spoke in a clipped tone.

"It's already come to this. How much worse can it get? Just tell me," Christopher croaked as he coughed into his fist.

"The prosecution has searched the entire Iverson Group. Jeffrey and the head of the finance department have been taken in for questioning. They were never really loyal to you; they were all only driven by self-interest. Now that they see you're in decline, it won't be long before they spill everything they know." "You said it yourself already. They aren't loyal, just figureheads. They've never had access to the core of Iverson Group, so they won't be able to reveal anything significant." Christopher's coughing grew worse.

Taylor stepped forward and handed him a handkerchief. As Christopher took it, his entire body was wracked with violent tremors. Once the fit subsided, he returned the handkerchief to Taylor.

Taylor's pupils contracted sharply when he saw a dark red blood stain marring the fabric. His heart pounded wildly. He stuffed the handkerchief into his pocket and forced himself to stay composed.

"There's one more thing." the informant continued. "You're now wanted nationwide by the Savrow police."

"What did you say?" Christopher could taste iron and bile on his tongue.

"The police are claiming that your father's death is connected to you. They must have obtained some critical evidence since there is a warrant out for your arrest!"

"Mr. Iverson, is your father's death… really connected to you?" The informant tentatively asked.

Christopher closed his eyes as the scene replayed in his mind-the day he watched his father have a heart attack and ultimately die at his feet.

"So what if it was? Over the years, countless people have died by my hand. What's one more?" Christopher said as Taylor helped him sit on the bed. "There's no extradition treaty between our country and Sentania. This is my domain; they can't touch me here."

"Don't forget." The informant cautioned. "There are still two people in Savrow with immense power who want to see you dead. If they team up with the police to hunt you down in Sentania, you'll be in serious danger!"

Christopher's heart throbbed as he thought of Bella. "I understand. Thank you for your concern. Your task is complete. From this moment on, you are no longer in my service, and you don't need to keep monitoring the situation in Savrow. Unless something unexpected happens, I won't be returning there." "Mr. Iverson…"

289 Verify captcha to read the content 2894 Verify "You've been with me for a long time; I won't let you go just like that. I'll have Taylor deposit a sum of money into your mother's account-enough for you to live out the rest of your life."

Just as Christopher was about to hang up, the informant spoke up again. "Mr. Iverson! The world says you're a ruthless, unforgivable man who killed his brother and father. Even Ms. Thompson has turned against you. But I know you're not really that bad. Even if your methods are harsh, anyone who knows what you've been through would understand why you've done what you did!" With that, he ended the call and turned off his phone.

Taylor looked at the man before him, his body weakened by illness yet still standing tall. "Perhaps… it would be wise for you to leave Sentania as soon as possible."

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2155-"No matter where I go, it's always the same. If I have to live like a dog, constantly running and hiding, then I'd rather be dead," Christopher said resolutely.

Christopher did not need anyone to understand him, and he no longer craved Bella's forgiveness. If forgiveness was impossible, then he would become the kind of person she would remember for the rest of her life, even if that was as a villain.

After wandering aimlessly, Yvonne found herself back in Sentania, at the villa where she had once lived.

This was where she first met Christopher. Everything remained the same. The only thing that had changed was her.

Her soul was covered in scar tissue and dead inside. It felt as though she had awakened from a long and painful dream.

For over a week, Yvonne had been confined to the villa, unable to leave. But during that time, she had secretly scoured the villa for any evidence of Christopher's crimes that Taylor might have hidden.

Taylor had let his guard down around her, and she was free to come and go from the study. To her dismay, despite her thorough search of every corner, even after going through his computer, she found nothing.

That night, Yvonne sat at her vanity, brushing her hair.

"Ms. Yvonne." A servant's voice came from outside the door.

"What is it?" Yvonne replied coldly.

"Mr. Taylor has returned. He asked you to meet him in the study."

Yvonne stared at her pale reflection in the mirror and gripped the comb in her hand hard enough to leave marks. She took a deep breath and slowly stood.

As Yvonne approached the study, she could hear the sounds of things being thrown around inside. Her heart clenched as she pushed the door open a crack and peeked inside.

She saw Taylor, his white shirt stained with blood, with more streaks across his face. He was frantically packing valuables into a large box as if he were preparing for a hasty escape.

"Taylor, where have you been? Why are you covered in blood?" Yvonne asked as she stepped inside, feigning concern.

Taylor's tense expression relaxed slightly when he saw her, but the panic in his eyes remained. “Earlier tonight, I was with Mr. Iverson; we had to 'take care' of some people."

"What people?" Yvonne asked.

As Taylor listed the names, Yvonne's eyes widened in shock.

net She knew these people. They had been Christopher's subordinates that he had entrusted with managing his affairs in Sentania. after he returned to Savrow. They were thugs used to wielding power, and with Christopher's sudden return, they turned on him. "If you've already dealt with them, then why are you…" Yvonne began to ask.

"Yvonne, Sentania is no longer safe. I need to get you out of here as soon as possible!" Taylor interrupted desperately.

He reached into his collar and pulled out a cross necklace. He fiddled with it, then inserted it into the USB port on his computer. He quickly began transferring files to it. Yvonne had noticed this cross before, but she never imagined it was actually a concealed mini storage device. Her heart raced as she watched him, finally understanding why she had never found anything in all her searching. The evidence had been on him all along!

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2156-"Where will we be going?" Yvonne asked, her voice devoid of feeling.

After completely cutting ties with Drew, she felt like she was adrift without a rudder-unattached and uncaring about where she went or who she was with.

However, she realized that something major must have happened back home, something that had shaken Christopher's foundation.

What would make Taylor, who had always revered Christopher as a god, panicked enough to flee?

"It doesn't matter where we go. We just need to leave! I've saved enough money over the years to ensure we can live comfortably for the rest of our lives," Taylor said, removing the USB drive from the computer and tucking it back under his shirt.

Yvonne's gaze remained fixed on the spot where the cross lay. "Didn't Mr. Iverson say we should get married here in Sentania?"

"We can talk about that after we leave!" As Christopher's lackey, Taylor was ruthless and cold-hearted, but his feelings for Yvonne were genuine. The way he looked at her betrayed his true emotions.

“Marriage isn't the most important thing, as long as we can be together," Taylor insisted. Yvonne felt a chill run down her back, and she returned none of his affections.

Just then, Taylor's phone rang. It was Christopher calling. Taylor gathered his composure and quickly answered.

"Mr. Iverson, what are your orders?" Taylor asked. Whatever Christopher said on the other end made Taylor's face change dramatically, and he began pacing anxiously. "In these troubled times, I'm grateful that you are still thinking of us. We'll follow your arrangements."

After ending the call, Taylor collapsed into the leather chair. He hung his head back and squeezed his eyes tight, exhaling defeatedly.

Yvonne furrowed her brows and asked, “Taylor, what happened?"

It was not out of concern but out of curiosity, about what scheme Christopher had planned next.

"Mr. Iverson insists we get married here in Sentania and hold a wedding. After the wedding, we're free to go wherever we want, and he will no longer interfere."

Yvonne had long accepted the reality of her ultimate union with Taylor. So when she spoke next, she remained cool and detached. "Isn't that a good thing? Isn't that what you've always wanted?"

"Somehow I still feel that something isn't right." Taylor's brows knit tightly together. "But it's Mr. Iverson's final order. I can't disobey him."

He was lost in thought until a faint, alluring fragrance reached his nose. Taylor looked up in surprise to find Yvonne standing in front of him, her bare shoulders exposed. The silk robe had slipped off, leaving her in only a delicate, sheer camisole.

Her long black hair contrasted starkly with the pure white fabric, a sight that stirred something deep within him.

Taylor's eyes were locked onto the bewitching vision before him. He couldn't bring himself to look away from her enchanting face. For years, he had never had a lover. He only satisfied his physical urges but no one had ever touched his heart. In his mind, Yvonne was his only love. The only time he had ever resented Christopher was when he replaced Yvonne's face with Bella's.

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her family, no friends, and not even a clear memory of where she came from. The only thing that marked identity was her face-until Christopher cruelly took even that away, stripping the girl of any sense of self. "Taylor…" Yvonne whispered seductively. Her slender arms wrapped around his neck as she pressed a knee between his parted thighs.

The way she fluttered her eyelashes and her unique mix of innocence and seduction would make any man fall for her. Taylor, who had loved her for so many years, was no exception.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2157-"Tonight, don't sleep in another room. Stay with me," Yvonne murmured, suppressing her disgust and self-loathing at her own actions. She forced herself to seduce a man that she found utterly repulsive.

Under her flirtatious exterior, her gaze remained cold and calculating, flickering over the spot on his chest where the cross rested.

"Yvonne… What's wrong? Are you running a fever? Are you drunk?" Taylor's voice grew hoarse with desire, but he restrained himself, even lifting a hand to check her forehead.

“I'm fine. I'm fully awake and know exactly what I'm doing…" Yvonne leaned in closer, gazing upon him with falsified tenderness. “We don't need a wedding to make us husband and wife. We already are in every way that matters. Since we're married, shouldn't we be sharing a bed, enjoying the pleasures of it together…?"

Yvonne was desperate to get her hands on information Taylor kept hidden on his person, no matter the cost-even if it meant selling what was left of her sullied body.

She had a foreboding feeling that something terrible was about to happen and that neither she nor Taylor would be able to leave Sentania alive. She needed to get the evidence that would bring Christopher down as quickly as possible.

"Yvonne, you're my woman. We have all the time in the world-there's no need to rush." Taylor's pupils were dilated, dark with desire. He took a deep breath, struggling to keep himself in check.

"Taylor… you find me filthy, don't you?" Yvonne feigned disappointment, her eyes misting. "You're not with me because you love me. After all these years together, it's been just out of pity-you feel sorry for me…"

Yvonne was taken aback, staring at him as if she were seeing him for the first time. She remembered that if Taylor had not pleaded with Christopher to take her as his .n she would have long since ended up buried in an unmarked grave. There was a flicker of gratitude in her heart, but that faint feeling could not outweigh the years of atrocities he had committed. It could not erase the image of Oscar's vibrant life extinguished; the blood pooled around him as he died a gruesome death before her eyes. “Ever since we arrived in Sentania, I've felt this inexplicable anxiety, and I haven't had a single restful night," Yvonne said softly as she rested her head on Taylor's shoulder. "Stay with me tonight, please?"

That night, they shared a bed innocently. Exhausted from a night of slaughter, Taylor fell into a deep sleep the moment his head hit the pillow.

Yvonne's eyes snapped open, and she stared unblinkingly at the man beside her. She held her breath as she began to unbutton his shirt, her hands trembling. She held the cross in her palm, gripping it as if her life depended on it.

Sentania was a country with forests so dense that the tree canopies stretched on for miles. The scenery was equally as breathtaking, and they were blessed with a temperate tropical climate.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2158-If Christopher had not once endured the bloodshed here, witnessed the most vicious aspects of human nature, and seen the treacherous jungle law that lay beneath this picturesque landscape, he might have truly regarded this place as his home. He might have lived quietly, running a simple business with his mother and spending the rest of his life in peace.

Today, a soft rain fell steadily from the sky.

Christopher carried his black umbrella as he walked alone to the Rose Sanatorium to visit his mother. He had embedded the name "Rose" across all the places he had invested in throughout Sentania a reminder of the love he longed for.

"Mom, how are you feeling today?" Christopher asked as he sat beside his mother, who was quietly watching the rain from beneath the eaves. He gently held her frail, bony hand.

She was skin and bones, barely showing any signs of life.

Sophie sat with her mouth half-open, staring blankly ahead, seemingly unaware of his presence.

"Mom, it's me, Chris. Do you still recognize me?" Christopher encouraged her, repeating his name over and over.

"Chris… Chris!" Each day, her spirit would briefly return to her, though her mind was still lost in a fog. "Chris, where's Bella? Why hasn't she visited us in so long? You two mustn't argue! You're not one to make friends easily, and now that you have such a good girl like Bella, you must cherish her. You're a man-you should give in to her, keep her happy… You two need to stay together forever!"

"Mom, Bella will soon be more than just my friend," Christopher said as he tucked the blanket around her more securely.

"What do you mean?" She asked anxiously.

"She's about to become your daughter-in-law," Christopher replied. He smiled so pure and genuine that he almost fooled net himself. "She has agreed to marry me" "When Bella comes, you can give them to her yourself." Christopher's voice caught in his throat. "I'll make sure she comes to see you soon."

After having lunch with his mother, the gloomy sky suddenly cleared.

Sophie had fallen asleep in her room, so Christopher stepped out onto the balcony, lighting a cigarette. He did not smoke it and simply watched it burn down.

Then he made a call.

After ringing for a long time, a level voice greeted him. "Who is this?"

"Talking to you is always such a pleasure, Drew," Christopher said, standing against the doorframe.

The man on the other end fell silent.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2159- At Yara Park, as Drew stood on his balcony, the harsh winds whipped his coat around his body. Christopher's words in his ears were laced with mockery and amusement.

Drew's throat constricted, making it difficult to breathe. "Christopher, are you itching to die?"

"I've heard that countless times over the past fifteen years. It was all just talk-no one could even lift a finger against me." Christopher chuckled arrogantly. "Drew, will you be the first to challenge the dragon?"

“A dragon? Don't make me laugh." Drew scoffed. "You're nothing more than a hyena, scavenging for carrion in the wilderness!"

"Next Saturday, Yvonne and my secretary, Taylor, will be having a grand wedding in Sentania. I thought, since she's the woman that you love so deeply, wouldn't it be a lifelong regret if you didn't attend her wedding? Even if it was to another man?"

All his instincts flared up, and Drew felt a chill run down his spine as he listened to Christopher.

"Christopher… If you dare lay a finger on Yvonne, I will hunt you down to the ends of the earth-even to hell itself. I won't rest until you're dead!" "On their wedding day, I will be presenting the newlyweds a grand gift." Christopher continued. He gave a crazed laugh, sounding manic. "I hope you'll come to Sentania to witness it with me. Otherwise, I guarantee it'll be your greatest regret."

"Christopher!" Drew roared, his voice filled with hate.

But the line went dead, leaving Drew with no outlet for his anger and forcing him to seethe in silence. "Yvonne, wait for me. Even if it costs me my life, I will save you!" Drew drew in a sharp breath.

As he turned to go back inside, he froze in his tracks.

"Dad…?"

Even with all his training, Drew had not even noticed when his father had entered because he was so consumed by his confrontation with Christopher.

"Drew, were you just on the phone with that bastard from the Iverson family?" Wyatt looked at his son with deep concern. "Why did he call you? What does he want?"

"Nothing. It's nothing," Drew stuttered, his face drained of color.

Over the years of living abroad, Drew had grown accustomed to being alone. His work made it impossible to form close friendships with or confide in anyone. He had always kept his distance from his father, so it was instinctive for him to hide the truth.

Drew felt a pang in his chest.

"That Iverson boy is cruel and ruthless! He even dared to manipulate me to get to Bella-he wouldn't hesitate to kill you either Wyatt was frantic, gripping Drew's shoulders tightly. "Drew, don't go! No matter what Christopher has said to provoke you, don't go!" Drew forced a smile, trying to appear nonchalant. "Dad, did you forget? I'm a former special agent. If Christopher's little tricks were enough to best me, I wouldn't be standing in front of you now."

"Damn it, do you think I'm joking?!" Wyatt smacked Drew's head. "As your father, I'm ordering you not to go!"

Drew's heart warmed at his father's antics. This moment of closeness with his father made him regret not embracing this bond sooner.

"Dad, I have to go," Drew said decidedly. "I have to face Christopher. The woman I love is in danger."

"What woman?! What woman could be more important than my son?!"

"In your heart, I'm important. In my heart, she's just as important." Drew pleaded. "Dad, I want to marry her. I want to be with her." Wyatt was stunned at his son's stubbornness. The Thompson family was full of hopeless romantics.

"Dad, don't worry. I promise I'll come back in one piece, and I'll bring your future daughter-in-law back with me too." Drew gave his father a tight hug. Wyatt's eyes filled with tears. He knew he could not stop Drew, so he repeated his plea. "Just promise me you'll come back safely. I'll be waiting for you to come home for dinner."

Drew grinned. "I will! When I get back, we'll have a big family feast!"

Wyatt gave him another hard knock on the head. "A feast?! Come back in one piece, and then we'll talk about feasts!"

…

Drew walked Wyatt back to his room. When he returned, he found Bella, Justin, and Asher in front of him, their stances resolute, like warriors preparing for battle.

"What's this about? Are you gearing up for the final showdown? Have you all been reading too many adventure novels?" Drew half-heartedly joked. "Drew, we know you're going to save Ms. Smith. We're coming with you." Justin gripped Bella's hand tightly, his eyes burning with determination.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2160-"Justin, what are you talking about?" Drew kept his usual carefree smile. "Who said anything about a rescue mission? I'm just heading back to report for duty. I've been AWOL for days; if I don't return soon, the organization might fire me, and I'll lose my benefits."

"Stop pretending! I heard everything you said to Dad!" Bella countered, pulling her earlobe. "I'm always listening!"

Drew was speechless. This cunning fox was always too curious for her own good, never missing a chance to eavesdrop!

"Whatever happens, I'm going to save Yvonne." Drew sighed. "Since Christopher brazenly revealed his location and even arranged a meeting for us in Sentania, it means this will be a brutal fight. To be honest, I'm scared."

"Drew…" Asher stepped forward and gripped his younger brother's shoulders tightly.

"Drew!" Justin and Bella protested.

"I'm not afraid to die. I'm just afraid I won't make it back to see you all." Drew smiled lightly, but the weight of his words bore heavily on everyone's hearts.

"Don't say that!" Asher embraced his brother, his voice rough. "I'll go with you, and I'll protect you. I won't let anything happen to you!"

"Asher, don't joke around. If something happens to you, won't Dr. Larson cry himself to death?" Drew couldn't resist teasing, trying to lighten the mood.

Asher's voice was thick with emotion, and his eyes were moist. "We'll all come back alive, and we'll be reunited with those we love, and we will live long and grow old together…"

Bella wiped away the tears from her cheeks, moved by Asher's declaration.

"Drew, let me go with you, too." Justin pleaded as he held Bella close. "Don't forget, we're brothers-in-arms. Even though I retired from the military, at my core, I'm still a soldier."

"Yes, comrades." Drew's eyes glistened with emotion. "I never thought we'd end up fighting side by side like this."

"Justin…" Bella looked up at her husband, her face beaming with pride.

However, beneath that pride was a deep worry she did not dare show, fearing it would burden Justin further. If she did not let him personally bring Christopher to justice, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

Bella swallowed her tears and kept her tone light as she spoke. "Lately, Axel and Ralph have been working together on the case. With Deputy Chief Hopkins as a key witness, Christopher's stronghold in Savrow has already crumbled. The Iverson Group's stock has plummeted, and the responsible parties have either been arrested or suspended.

“Over in Sentania, he has already begun to panic. Ralph has secured an arrest warrant, and police forces have already been dispatched to Sentania to search for and arrest him. Edward has been waiting for a legitimate reason to take action, and now, with everything in place, he's using his presidential authority to apply pressure. The Sentania police are also scouring the country for Christopher's whereabouts. This time, he won't get away."

Drew's heart pounded heavily. "There are still five days until Yvonne and Taylor's wedding."

Bella's eyes shone with fierce determination. "I'm going with you!"

The three men turned to her in unison, shouting, "No way!"

Chapter 2160 1 Asher and Drew were both stunned into silence. They knew she was right, but how could they put her in the line of fire?

"Bella, don't go!" Justin pulled her into a tight embrace, his heart beating against hers. Bella could barely breathe with how tightly he was squeezing her.

"I'm going. Justin, no matter what happens, I'll always be with you. We'll always be together," Bella said resolutely.

"Bella, no…" Justin's voice was hoarse as he begged her to reconsider.

They had been through so much together all manner of conspiracies and life-and-death situations. But this time, Justin couldn't shake the foreboding sense that something terrible was going to happen. That night, the moon cast a somber glow over the entwined lovers.

Tonight, Bella had been unusually forward, and Justin responded passionately. It was as if this would be their last chance to be together.

His sweat-slicked body pulsed under her touch. Her soft body rose and fell in the throes of their lovemaking. The crystal chandelier cast flickering shadows on the walls that swayed in her vision.

"Bella… I must protect you. I will protect you." Justin whispered in her ear, full of determination.

"I believe in you." Bella wrapped her arms around his neck, arching her body to meet his in a deep, fervent kiss.

The two lovers whispered to each other all night long, until their voices were hoarse and dawn finally arrived.