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The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2181-At this moment, Taylor's face twisted into a grotesque mask, like a vengeful ghost from the depths of hell.

Taylor laughed and cried hysterically, "Okay, if that's how it's going to be, then nobody gets to live! You just did all this to be with Drew, to have a wild, passionate romance. Heh, well, don't think for a second that you're actually going to get what you want!"

Taylor grabbed Yvonne's neck and forced her toward the rooftop's edge. His cold and moist lips touched her pale cheek, mixing with her tears. "Yvonne, if we can't be together in this life, then let's die and get married in the next life."

In the blink of an eye, Yvonne's heart raced, and her body felt weightless as she tumbled backward into the abyss.

"Yvonne!" Drew cried out in anguish as he desperately rushed to Yvonne's rescue, his tall, slender frame darting forward with the speed of a lightning bolt.

Meanwhile, up on the church rooftop…

Whoosh-!

A piercing beam of cold light flashed, followed by a sharp sound hurtling from a distance of around a hundred meters.

Just as the malicious Taylor was about to drag Yvonne off the rooftop, she heard a sharp cracking sound above her, like an eggshell smashing against a rock.

Yvonne's breathing hitched, and her heart raced with terror. Time seemed to stand still. Drew's eyes went wide with shock- A bullet had blasted straight through Taylor's forehead, leaving behind a grisly, gaping wound.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Taylor stared at Yvonne with a blank, horrified expression, his mouth hanging open in agony, before tumbling backward.

Yvonne closed her eyes in fear, expecting the worst. But to her surprise, she found herself engulfed in a fierce, tender embrace.

As Taylor plummeted from the rooftop, Drew quickly grabbed Yvonne and wrapped her in his embrace. His large frame hunched over, enveloping her entirely, as if he wished to meld her into his very being.

"Yvonne, it's all over now; it's over," Drew murmured shakily, though his entire body was shaking with fear.

Tears streamed down his face uncontrollably. His heart raced, and his breathing was labored. His heart was a mess of emotions, yet the hug he gave her was firm and steady.

Yvonne, still in her white wedding dress, collapsed in Drew's arms, longing to return the embrace, but her limbs felt heavy as lead. She couldn't lift them.

"Our brother-in-law saved the day l.n with his sharpshooting skills. It would have been worse if he hadn't stepped in to help out." Asher glanced toward the church on the opposite side, feeling relieved. "We really can't compare to him."

Taylor, who had fallen from the rooftop, died with a terrified expression on his face.

The cops covered his body with a sheet and brought it to the station for further examination.

Justin, stationed on the church rooftop, had successfully completed his mission. He calmly packed up his rifle, his gaze unwavering and tranquil. Without a word, he discreetly left the scene, vanishing like a gentle breeze or passing clouds. Yet his silent, resolute actions had made a lasting impression.

ne Overwhelmed by the intense shock Yvonne's body showed physical Sof distress. In the ame she was tightly embraced by Drew, wrapped securely in his arms.

His teary eyes were red and swollen with labored breath, yet he remained motionless like a statue, holding her as if she were the most precious thing in the world.

Their hearts raced and pounded in sync, as if composing the melody of a love destined for a lifetime.

After a while, Yvonne slowly lifted her pale face and asked softly, “Are… Are you okay?"

Drew lowered his head, gazing into her clear, dark eyes. He opened his mouth to speak, but no sound came out.

He hugged her, like an old man nearing the end of his days, and slowly raised his hand.

First, he pointed to his chest with his left hand, then gave a thumbs-up. His right hand gently cupped his thumb. Finally, his trembling finger pointed at her heart.

Yvonne felt warmth flood her chest. A soft smile appeared on her lips as she gently stroked his rough hand with her delicate fingers, tears glistening in her eyes.

"I love you too."

 

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2182-The storm had finally passed, and everything was finally coming to an end.

Taylor, one of Christopher's most trusted henchmen, was shot dead on the spot. His death marked the downfall of Christopher's once-unstoppable criminal empire, which had terrorized the city for nearly a decade.

Now, the only thing left was to capture the devil's incarnate, Christopher, and deliver the final blow!

Drew accompanied Yvonne to the hospital while the police cleared the crime scene and held back the swarm of reporters outside.

Justin came out of the church and met up with Ralph and Asher.

"Justin, we owe this one to you. You really saved the day!" Ralph rushed over and gave Justin a big bear hug.

"Justin, we really appreciate all your hard work," Asher added, giving him a smile full of admiration and gratitude.

"I didn't do much. If Drew hadn't acted so quickly to grab Yvonne, she could have fallen to her death," Justin said, wiping his brow with a cool, composed motion. But inside, his heart was racing with a wave of intense emotions.

After living a peaceful life for years, the moment he pulled the trigger, he was flooded with the same adrenaline he felt when he fought terrorists on the battlefields of Kridor.

In his mind, he saw the figure of the comrade who had once stood by his side, through the best and worst of times.

Somehow, that memory had rekindled his inner fire, helping him make that accurate and steady shot.

"Don't worry, brother," Ralph chuckled, giving Justin a friendly pat on the back. "Once we're back, the rest of us brothers will make sure to constantly rave about your heroics to Bella. We'll make sure she dreams of your heroic act!"

Asher couldn't help but feel both entertained and frustrated. The Thompson men were a force to be reckoned with when they meant business, but they could be relentless when they started teasing.

net "Ralph, there's no need for that. I really didn't do anything special," Justin replied with a humble smile, though the excitement in his eyes was unmistakable. He couldn't wait to rush back and share every thrilling moment with Bella.

"Alright, let's hurry back to the Presidential House. Camilla and Bella must be worried sick by now," Asher urged with a smile.

"I'll call Bella to let her know we're safe." Justin eagerly pulled out his phone and dialed Bella's number, his face softening with excitement.

"Sorry, the number you've dialed is currently unavailable." The cold, mechanical voice caught him off guard, ringing in his ears.

Justin froze, his brows furrowing deeply. He tried again, but her phone was still off.

A strange sensation began to et spread through his chest-a tightness in his breathing and a sharp ache in his heart. It rippled through his body, coursing through his organs and veins, Care nerve. His hand trembled uncontrollably as he held the phone.

"Justin, what's wrong?" Asher noticed his change in expression and asked with concern.

"Ash… Bella's phone is off," Justin replied, his voice hoarse and his heart racing.

“Turned off?” Ralph blinked. “Maybe her phone ran out of battery?"

Asher and Ralph exchanged worried glances, their hearts tightening with concern.

"I have a bad feeling about this. I need to get back to the Presidential House right now!" Justin's voice trembled, his eyes reddening with urgency.

“Justin, don't panic. We'll head back right now. I'll call Camilla to check on Bella," Asher said, trying to calm him down.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2183-Asher squeezed Justin's shoulder reassuringly. "The Presidential House and the Royal Palace are the safest places in Sentania. Bella's with Camilla. If anything had happened to her, Camilla would've called by now. Try not to worry too much."

Despite his reassuring words, it weighed heavily on him. As Bella's eldest brother, the dull ache in Asher's heart only grew stronger.

Upon hearing this, Ralph quickly dialed their sister's number.

Moments later, his eyes widened in alarm. "Something's off-Camilla is not answering!"

The three men's expressions immediately darkened.

Justin and the others rushed back to the Presidential House as fast as they could.

The moment they entered the courtyard, they noticed something was wrong. The security guards who normally stood watch at the doors were nowhere to be seen.

"Camilla!"

"Bella!"

They called out as they ran into the living room, but the scene that greeted them left the three men stunned.

Camilla was curled up on the sofa, her face buried in her hands. Her thin shoulders trembled as if she were crying.

"Camilla!" Justin's heart clenched painfully. He rushed to her side in a flash. "What happened? Where's Bella?!"

Camilla's body quivered. Slowly, she raised her tear-streaked face from her hands. Her eyes were red and swollen, and her face was deathly pale from crying.

"Bella… She…"

"What happened to Bella? Tell me!" Justin's heart pounded heavily, his voice hoarse with panic. His emotions were on edge.

He had always been like a mountain, unshakable and enduring. In the most dangerous moments, he often remained more composed than the average person.

But that was only true if Bella was not in danger. If it involved Bella, even the slightest hint of trouble would turn him into a raging storm-a force that could tear the earth and shatter the skies "Justin! Don't do this. Stay calm!" Asher, despite being worried, et stepped forward and grasped Justin's trembling shoulders. "The most important thing right now is to figure out what happened and where Bella went!" Ralph's face turned pale in panic, and his voice quivered, “Camilla! Stop crying and tell us. Where's Bella?!"

Just then, the sound of rushing footsteps reached their ears.

"Camilla!" Edward burst in, his secretary and the head of security close behind. He was so anxious that he was drenched in sweat. "You said Bella is missing? When did this happen? How is that possible?!"

Finally, with tears streaming down her face, Camilla looked up at the men who were on the verge of losing control.

“Justin….. I'm sorry… I didn't protect Bella… She left the house on her own… I've already activated the Sky Eye system to track her, but so far, there's still no sign of her.

"She left the house?!" Edward and the Thompson brothers were shocked!

Justin felt his heart sink, the world spinning around him. The old injury on his head throbbed with intense pain, and he nearly lost his balance.

 

 

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2184-The air in the living room was overwhelmingly tense and cold.

"Justin! Calm down!" Asher, as the eldest brother, forced himself to stay composed. Even though he was terrified that his sister had gone missing, he took a deep breath and stepped forward to support Justin, steadying him. "Don't lose control! None of us can afford to mess up now. Right now, the most important thing is to figure out where Bella went and find her as soon as possible!"

"Justin, Ash is right!" Ralph, though his own heart was aching, tried to offer reassurance. "Don't worry, we're all in this together…"

"All of you have your loved ones with you; they're safe… But my Bella is missing!" Justin's eyes were red with fear, his muscles tense and quivering as he lost control and shouted, "Bella is everything to me, my whole world! If anything happens to her… If anything happens…"

Before he could finish, a searing pain ripped through his head, as if it were shattering to pieces.

The world around him grew dim, and his once sturdy and unyielding frame seemed to crumble with the lightest touch.

'Justin… Justin!' 'Help me… someone help me!' In his mind, Bella's helpless cries echoed. She stood in the cold darkness, weeping and reaching out to him. "Bella…" Justin's hand trembled as he reached for her, his body racked with agonizing pain.

Just as he was about to take her hand, Bella was suddenly pulled into a dark, endless void, vanishing from his sight.

"Bella! Bella!" Justin cried out in anguish, his vision blurry as he screamed in desperation.

They had weathered countless hardships and trials together. Yet Justin had never lost his composure like this before.

Deep down, he and Bella were bound by an inextricable fate. But this time, he had a strong, ominous feeling that he was about to lose Bella forever.

Camilla had never witnessed Justin in such a state. He was frozen in fear, his hair disheveled, his face as pale as a sheet, doing nothing but sobbing. Not only Camilla, but everyone in the Thompson family had never seen Justin so utterly shaken.

Asher knew that Justin had previously undergone surgery for his head, with Bella herself as the surgeon.

Justin had not had an episode in a long time, but clearly, the emotional trauma he just suffered had triggered the return of his condition.

The Thompson brothers laid the unconscious Justin down on the sofa. Edward immediately called for the family doctor to attend to his brother-in-law.

The doctor examined Justin, his expression serious. "Mr. President, it seems that Mr. Salvador has gone into a state of shock due to intense emotional distress. However, I advise taking him to the hospital for further assessment. Given his previous head surgery, this is a serious matter that cannot be ignored." "Camilla, stop crying… Please stop crying." Edward held his wife tightly in his arms, gently patting her back as he patiently asked, "Tell me what happened in detail. Only then can we find Bella."

"Bella… She…" Camilla's sobs made it hard for her to speak, but she managed to explain everything in broken fragments.

Asher and Ralph did not blame their sister. After all, Camilla was already on the brink of a breakdown, consumed by guilt and self-blame.

Plus, Bella had left the house on her own, even intentionally sending Camilla away and deceiving the guards on duty.

Bella was clever-if she truly wanted to leave, no one could keep her confined.

"The Sky Eye system tracked Bella's car, but it lost the signal near the eastern outskirts of the western suburbs…" Camilla was so distraught that she could barely finish her sentence.

"Camilla, why didn't you contact me sooner?!" Edward's voice was hoarse with anxiety.

"You… You were attending an important event. Justin and Ash were on a critical mission to eliminate the criminals and rescue the hostages." Camilla hung her head in guilt once again. "I didn't want to disturb any of you. I thought with the Sky Eye system, I would surely be able to find her, but… But…"

A heavy silence fell over the room.

"Why… Why would Bella leave the house on her own?" Justin had regained some clarity and calmed down a bit. His lips moved with difficulty, his face pale.

"I don't know… Oh, wait!" Camilla suddenly straightened up from her husband's embrace, wiping her tears vigorously. "When I took Bella to the flower garden to pick flowers, she received a phone call! She turned her back to me and talked to someone for quite a while. I thought it was strange and asked her about it, but… She just smiled at me and reassured me that everything was fine. Now that I think about it… I was too slow, too oblivious!"

A phone call?

All four men were stunned.

Justin felt a chill run down his spine.

 

 

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2185-"It seems that Bella's disappearance was because of that phone call." Ralph's instincts as a detective kicked in as he furrowed his brow to analyze the situation. "But what's strange is that Bella is not the type to act impulsively or recklessly. Even if she left the house and encountered an unexpected situation, she would at least try to find a solution with Camilla. So whoever was on the other end of that call must have somehow manipulated her. They must have offered Bella something she couldn't refuse, forcing her to make this desperate decision."

"Strange," Asher said, becoming more anxious the more he thought about it. "Christopher and his

associates are all in Sentania, and all the dangerous people are here. We were on a mission at the church, Camilla was at home, and Edward attended his event safely. What could possibly lure Bella away, risking such danger, besides concerns for her family?"

"It's... Christopher!" Justin's face turned ashen as he spoke without hesitation. "Right now, Taylor is dead, and Yvonne has been successfully rescued by Drew. Christopher has no leverage left. His only option would be to come after Bella, find a way to take her, and control her. After all, Bella is the one person he desires most. If he's fleeing for his life, he would give up everything, but he wouldn't leave without Bella!"

After Justin spoke, he closed his eyes and winced, struggling to take a deep breath but unable to shake the heartache and pounding in his head.

The others exchanged worried looks. Justin's reasoning made perfect sense, but none of them wanted his words to be true.

At that moment, Edward's secretary burst into the room, drenched in sweat. "Mr. President! Something terrible has happened!"

Edward tightened his grip around Camilla's trembling waist and asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

The secretary spoke nervously, "Earlier today, four hidden bombs exploded at the new museum you attended. The whole place was completely destroyed, with the damage estimated to be in the billions!"

Everyone was shocked. "What?! Bombs?!"

Not just one, but four bombs!

Camilla, already on the verge of collapse, went completely limp in Edward's arms. She clutched his shirt, trembling with fear. "Edward... You were just at that event today. If you had stayed even a moment longer... Just one moment... I would have lost you forever!"

"It's terrifying..." Ralph said, his hand pressed to his chest. "Edward, you're so lucky. You got out of there just in time before the museum exploded. Even the heavens are on your side!"

But Edward was far from thinking about his luck. He quickly asked the secretary, "Were there any casualties?"

"Yes... Five security guards were killed in the explosion. Fortunately, you weren't there, and the bombs went off after the museum had closed, so there weren't more casualties. I suspect the terrorists' main goal was to destroy Sentania's iconic building, not to target you specifically..."

"No! They were definitely targeting the President!" Justin suddenly sat up straight on the sofa, veins bulging at his temples. "I understand now... I know how Christopher lured Bella away! He planted the bombs at the event venue in advance and called Bella, telling her that if she didn't meet him, he would detonate them, killing her brother-in-law in a sea of fire, taking more lives, and leaving Camilla in eternal grief!"

Everyone's hearts sank as if a massive weight had been dropped onto them.

"Bella... Did Bella do this to save me?" Edward's heart ached as he pounded his chest in regret and self- blame. "I was careless! Christopher tricked me, and that's how he found an opportunity!"

Camilla was in tears. "Bella... My Bella! It's all my fault!"

"Western suburbs..." Justin's eyes were bloodshot as he clenched his fists. He etched this location deep into his mind. "We'll start a full-scale search from there. I won't eat, drink, or sleep until I find my Bella!"

Off the coast of Sentania, dozens of islands of various sizes dotted the sea. Among them was one island, the furthest from the mainland, often referred to as the "Emerald Island".

It was like a lush green jewel lying on the shimmering blue surface of the ocean, like something out of a dream-mysterious and romantic.

This island had been anonymously purchased by Christopher last year. It was now his private property, renamed "Rose Island".

Originally, it was a gift he had prepared for Bella.

But now, this place had become a prison where he would hold the woman he loved most captive.

Even so, Christopher felt satisfied. In his mind, he had simply given her this gift in a more passionate and intense way.

As night fell, stars twinkled over the endless sea.

The room was large and lavishly decorated, with a large bed draped in soft, silky sheets. Bella was curled

up on the bed, her dark hair spread out across the pillow as she slept soundly.

Sitting beside her, Christopher looked at Bella with deep, affectionate feelings. His trembling fingers could not help but gently run through her soft hair, caressing it lovingly.

With his heart racing, he gently leaned down and placed a kiss on her forehead.

As his cold, quivering lips brushed her skin, tears fell from his eyes, trailing down his pale, refined face. He could taste the saltiness and bitterness on his tongue, but to him, this was the taste of joy.

He had lost everything, but he had gained her.

Being by the side of the woman he loved most was worth every sacrifice, even if it meant setting the whole world on fire.

Christopher silently watched Bella's sleeping face for a long, long time. Then he picked up his phone and dialed a familiar number.

It only rang a few times before the call was answered.

Faint sounds of flowing music could be heard from the other side, but the person did not speak.

"Sir." In the end, Christopher broke the silence first.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2186-There was an unsettling silence on the other end of the line. Christopher's forehead was damp with sweat, his heart pounding heavily as he waited anxiously.

"Congratulations, Mr. Iverson, for finally winning the heart of the woman you longed for." Grant's unmistakable voice echoed through the line, his tone smooth, with a low chuckle.

"All of this is thanks to your guidance, sir. Without your help, I wouldn't have been able to bring Bella to my side so easily." Christopher's eyes were filled with excitement, though his voice was dry and full of guilt. "However, I'm afraid I can never return to Savrow. I'm sorry, sir... I couldn't clear the path for you and eliminate the enemies. Even the new drug experiments had to be halted. I truly deserve to die."

"You sure do," Grant's voice suddenly deepened.

It was as if Grant had choked Christopher by the throat, a suffocating pressure overwhelming him as cold sweat broke out across his back.

"However, this time, you've won the affection of Ms. Thompson. You've stolen my younger brother's lover, which is as good as taking his life."

Grant then laughed heartily, "I'll consider your debt paid."

"Thank you... Thank you, sir, for your forgiveness. Thank you for bringing us together!" Christopher's tense body instantly relaxed, and a bead of sweat rolled down his pale check.

"For Ms. Thompson, you were even willing to use your own mother as a pawn, to watch her die tragically right before your eyes."

Grant's laughter grew, but it was unclear whether he was genuinely admiring Christopher or mocking him. "Honestly, when it comes to ruthlessness, I do have to admire you."

Christopher's heart ached painfully, and his vision blurred with tears as he looked at the beautiful woman before him.

The immense agony of losing his only family crashed down on him like a collapsed mountain, leaving him shattered and in excruciating pain.

At this point, he could hardly be considered human anymore.

He was nothing more than a bloodthirsty beast, driven mad by love.

"Since you could drug your own mother, it shouldn't be difficult for you to give some to Ms. Thompson." Grant's words struck Christopher like a knife to the heart.

His pupils contracted violently.

Those words felt like a cruel, heartbreaking punishment to him.

"Now, go to the living room and take a look. There's a box on the coffee table. It's a gift from me to you." Grant's voice was both enticing and teasing. "A wedding gift."

The sarcasm in his voice as he said "wedding gift" drained any sense of joy or blessing for Christopher. "Yes, sir." Christopher stiffly stood up and left the room, heading to the living room.

On the living room table sat a beautiful redwood box, and his heart sank. The box hadn't been there earlier in the afternoon.

Could it be that Grant had people watching even on Rose Island? The thought sent a shiver down Christopher's spine.

Step by step, Christopher approached the coffee table and, with a single hand, lifted the lid of the box. Inside were three pills-one white, one gray, and one black.

A faint, strange fragrance wafted from the box.

Christopher was stunned. He picked up the black pill between his fingers and examined it under the light." Sir, this pill is..."

"Ms. Thompson and my younger brother share a love as deep as the mountains and seas-no force on earth could tear them apart," Grant said as he smiled. "Ms. Thompson is like a bird soaring in the sky. Do you think your Rose Island can imprison her forever?"

Christopher pressed his pale lips tightly together.

"Even if you could, with her strong and unyielding nature, would she ever willingly stay with you? Even if you possess her body, you will never truly possess her heart. There's a chance you could lose her forever."

Christopher was shocked and closed his eyes tightly.

He had already considered the possibility that when Bella woke up, she might threaten to end her life. He feared that the rose he had fought so hard to win would wither and die right before him.

That would be worse than killing him.

"What will happen to Bella if she takes this pill?" Christopher's voice quivered, "Will she become a vegetable, or will she lose her memory completely?"

"She won't become a vegetable, nor will she lose her memory entirely. But she will experience immense physical pain for a period of time." Grant laughed again, as if discussing something amusing. "However, I can guarantee that if she survives the pain, you'll have a fresh start with her. Do you want to give it a try?"

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2187-Bella had been missing for 15 hours since she left the Presidential House.

Edward used the full extent of his authority and launched a comprehensive investigation.

Working together with Justin and the Thompson brothers, they hurried over to the Rose Nursing Home, where Bella had reportedly been spotted just before midnight.

The quiet and eerie atmosphere of the nursing home was abruptly shattered by their arrival.

Given Edward's high-ranking position, Asher firmly held Camilla back from joining them despite her insistence.

Meanwhile, Drew, who had endured countless struggles to finally reunite with his love, was currently in the hospital by Yvonne's side. The Thompson brothers decided to keep him in the dark, not wanting to rob him of the happiness he had fought so hard to attain.

The captains of the guard and the police force led their men, sealing off the entire nursing home like an impenetrable fortress-nothing could get in or out.

The on-duty security guard and the director of the nursing home were alarmed by the commotion and rushed over. When they saw the situation, they were all scared stiff, completely stunned.

Ralph had already checked the entrance surveillance video using his technical skills.

When they saw Bella's slender figure walking through the door, everyone's heart clenched tightly. "Bella!" Justin's bloodshot eyes widened as he shouted out in an uncontrollable panic. It was as if the person in the video could hear his desperate call.

"Where is the nurse who attended to this young lady? Go find him right away!" Ralph demanded, his sharp gaze burning into the director.

The veteran detective's intimidating presence was not to be taken lightly.

In just five minutes, the nurse who had attended to Bella came forward, lowering his head in front of everyone.

Ralph's sharp eyes studied the nurse intently, growing increasingly suspicious.

Over the years, he had dealt with countless criminals and could quickly assess whether someone was guilty just by looking at them. Yet this man seemed nothing more than a timid, ordinary nurse-his thoughts were written all over his face, not the type to wield a knife.

"Why is it such a coincidence that you were the one greeting my wife? There are so many nurses here- why was it you?" Justin felt his temples pulsating as he grabbed the male nurse by the collar, lifting him off the ground with one hand. "Speak! Are you working for Christopher? Are you helping him with his plan? Where did you take my wife? Speak up!"

His desperate roar echoed through the stifling air of the hall, tearing through the starless night sky. "I... I didn't... I didn't do anything!" His legs flailed as he stared in terror at the handsome but nearly deranged man before him, too stunned to speak and unable to defend himself.

The police captain angrily said, "Take him back! Interrogate him thoroughly. I don't believe he won't crack!"

"Yes, Captain Ralph!"

Just as two officers were about to move, the director of the nursing home hurriedly stepped forward and

said, "This is a misunderstanding! It must be a huge misunderstanding! Mr. Christopher is a philanthropist who owns this sanatorium!"

"Philanthropist?" Ralph laughed coldly, "He's nothing but a hypocritical capitalist, a vile, heartless

beast!"

"No, that's not true at all!"

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2188-The security guard anxiously chimed in. "Mr. Iverson not only bought this nursing home when it was on the brink of closure, but he also invested a substantial amount to rebuild it, providing shelter for many elderly people abandoned by their children. He ensured they had food, a place to stay, and even free medical treatment. He treats our staff very well too, even providing us with insurance! Mr. Iverson is nothing short of a great philanthropist a genuinely good man. How could you say he's a heartless monster? You shouldn't speak such nonsense!"

The Thompson brothers were utterly shocked.

The Christopher they described seemed like a completely different person from the evil Christopher they knew, almost as if he had a split personality. But Justin knew better than anyone that Christopher merely hid his true colors behind an image of sophistication, charm, kindness, and compassion. "What did you say to the lady who came here this afternoon?" Asher asked, his chiseled face as cold as ice.

“Earlier, Mr. Iverson came by and instructed not only me but also the other staff that if that lovely lady showed up, we should bring her to see Mr. Iverson's mother. At the time, everyone else was busy, and I just happened to see her come in. I don't know anything about any scheme. I really don't know anything!"

"Justin." Ralph leaned in close to Justin, his expression grave. "I don't think my instincts are wrong. He doesn't seem to be lying."

"Is Christopher's mother here now? Take us to see her!" Justin demanded; his eyes were red and looked intimidating.

"Mrs. Iverson has already left the nursing home."

Everyone was stunned.

Justin's voice was hoarse, burning with desperation. "Then where is my wife?!"

"After the young lady met with Mrs. Iverson, I'm not sure what they talked about, but Mrs. Iverson, whose condition had been stable, suddenly had a seizure, foaming at the mouth and convulsing all over. I ran to call for a helicopter, and the young lady was worried and insisted on staying with Mrs. Iverson. They left from the back garden of the nursing home..."

Upon hearing this, Justin's handsome face turned ashen, as if struck by lightning, and he dashed madly toward the back garden.

The police took all involved parties back to the station, while the Thompson brothers followed him to the garden.

Even now, the garden felt oppressively cold, desolate, and stifling.

“Justin!” Asher and Ralph rushed over to him, only to find him kneeling on the ground, his damp palm grasping a brooch—a crimson diamond rose brooch that Bella frequently wore on her chest, a piece she had handcrafted herself.

They did not dare to imagine the worst, but even the mere thought felt like unbearable torture.

"Asher, Justin, I did a quick scan of

the area. I don't think that nurse was lying," Ralph Said, kneeling next to

Justin, trai

to stay cool even though he was worried. "There's no sign of a fight or anything crazy going on. Another nurse just told us they saw Bella get on the helicopter with some medical staff. It looks like she went with them willingly to go with Mrs. Iverson. Nobody forced her to do it."

"That's exactly what makes it so suspicious."

Justin stared down at the rose brooch in his hand, the sharp edges digging into his skin and staining the crimson Jewel with his own blood "Christopher manipulated everyone here, even his own mother. She was just a pawn used to trick Bella onto that helicopter."

"Justin is right!" Asher agreed. "The only way to get Bella to go with them willingly was to exploit her compassion and kind nature. Mrs. Iverson was just a pawn, and Christopher's real plan was to use that helicopter to kidnap Bella!"

"Oh my God! If that's the case, then Bella must have already left the borders of Sentania by now! It's been over ten hours!" Ralph's face was drenched in sweat, his heart burning with anxiety.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2189-

"Edward and Camilla have already sealed off Sentania's borders. Christopher is a wanted criminal in both Sentania and Savrow. There is no way he's able to leave the borders of Sentania."

Justin kept the brooch in his pocket and forced himself to assess the situation calmly and rationally.

"He must be hiding somewhere within Sentania," Justin continued, fighting back the ache in his heart. "A man used to a life of luxury and power could never stand being a fugitive, constantly on the move with no guarantee of safety. His pride wouldn't allow it. So, he'll stay where he has resources, in a place he's most familiar with."

Ralph felt an urge to applaud him but knew it was far from the right moment. This man had been pushed to his limits, his mind under immense strain from the circumstances. Even with his sudden relapse of headaches, it did not affect his ability to think and make decisive judgments. It was extremely heartbreaking to see this sight.

"Justin's analysis is spot on, but that is also the big problem here!" Asher's face was serious and haggard as he spoke. "At the end of the day, all Christopher wants is Bella. Now that he's achieved his goal, he might resort to despicable tactics to keep her under his control, like hiding her away where no one can find them. He'll force Bella to obey him, and even if she resists with all her might, he'll have all the time he needs to make her his." "Argh...!" Justin clutched his head, the pain forcing him to his knees, his entire body trembling.

"Ash! Now is not the time to push him like this!" Ralph, heartbroken, held Justin close.

"What I'm saying is a very real possibility. I'm just trying to prepare him—and all of us-for the worst-case scenario!" Though usually gentle, Asher could be bluntly practical when it came to major issues, which could be difficult to accept.

Asher continued, "Sentania isn't a small country. Its land area is significant, with a high forest coverage rate and nearly a hundred islands of different sizes! If Christopher chose a random spot to hide, it would take us considerable time to search the entire country. By then, anything could happen- it's unavoidable! But the good news is, Bella's life isn't in danger. Christopher just wants to control her; he wouldn't ever hurt her. I'm sure of that." Justin felt his body trembling violently. "I'm worried... I'm worried Bella, with her strong-willed nature, won't submit and might...”

"She won't!" The Thompson brothers said in unison.

"Justin, we're Bella's biological brothers. We grew up with her. She's not the kind of person who would take her own life!" Ralph's gaze was firm, without a hint of doubt. "No matter how bad things get, she'll keep fighting and never give up! Justin, we will definitely find her! But Justin, if—if Bella has been..." Asher turned away, overwhelmed by his own painful thoughts.

"I want her," Justin said, lifting his tear-streaked pale face and speaking word for word. "No matter what state Bella is in, no matter è's been through... She will what she's always be my wife. I will protect her until my last breath and never leave her!"

On Rose Island, the sea breeze rippled across the water, stirring up silver waves, silent and lonely.

It was unclear how much time had passed before the effects of the anesthetic began to wear off.

Bella slowly opened her heavy eyelids, gradually regaining consciousness. Yet, her body remained weak and powerless,. leaving her lying on the bed, able only to curl her fingers slightly and twitch her nose.

"Bella, you're awake?"

The familiar, gentle voice whispered in her ear, causing her heart to skip a beat and a cold sweat to break out over her body. “Chris..." Bella tried to sit up, but no matter how much effort she put in, she couldn't manage it.

Suddenly, her petite body felt lighter-

A strong arm wrapped around her slender waist, pulling her up and pressing her against a warm, muscular chest.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2190-Christopher pulled the woman he had sacrificed everything for into his arms, holding her as if she were the most precious treasure. His sweat- drenched palm pressed against her back, and he clutched her tightly, as though he could merge her into his very soul.

"Christopher… You beast… Let me go…" Bella pleaded. Her eyes were red and filled with tears. Her voice was laced with both anger and vulnerable softness. Despite her anger, her fragile, alluring beauty only fueled Christopher's desire even further.

“Bella, you have no idea how much your current state is really turning me on right now," Christopher said, his voice quivering as he struggled to hold himself back, a bead of sweat trickling down his temple. His breath was heavy with desire, filling the air around her.

"Bastard…" Bella could do nothing but lay there, powerless in his embrace, tears streaming down her face. Once a proud and unyielding young lady, she now found herself at the mercy of the man she despised most, helpless and despairing, wishing she could simply die.

"Don't be afraid. I only injected you with heavy anesthesia. Once the effects wear off, you'll be fine-it won't harm your body," Christopher's fingers threaded through her silky black hair, caressing it with possessive tenderness. "But that's only if you behave."

"Christopher… You've finally gotten what you wanted… You animal!" Bella's body was tense, her eyes glaring at him angrily. Though she couldn't move, every inch of her body was resisting him.

"Do you think you've won? The Iverson Group has fallen, the new drug experiment is over, Taylor, Deputy Chief Owen Hopkins… All your so-called loyal followers have either been brought to justice or turned on you… You've already reached a dead end!” Christopher's eyes remained calm, smiling as he listened to her quietly.

"Now that you've kidnapped me, you probably think you can use me as a bargaining chip to give yourself one last chance at escape." Bella's eyes were red with fury, but she suddenly laughed bitterly. "Give up on that idea. I'd rather die than become your prisoner!"

"Bella, you've misunderstood me. I never intended to hurt you. I just want to be with you." Christopher's gaze was thick with greedy desire, as if he wanted to meld her into himself.

"Besides, I know you well. You've always been as stubborn as a wild horse. The more I try to tie you free. So, in that clever little head yours, you're not thinking of down, the more you'll wanteau get dying you're planning how to escape from this island I've prepared for you or how to kill me. Remember, your family is waiting for you to come home, and there's Justin… Would you really leave them behind? If you die, they'll be devastated."

At the mention of her family-Wyatt, her brothers, Aunt Mila, and Justin-Bella's eyes turned red and welled up with tears. Her chest rose and fell as she struggled to contain her emotions.

Her heart felt tossed about like a small boat adrift in a turbulent sea, on the verge of being consumed by the crashing waves.

"Bella, I prepared Rose Island especially for you. It's my wedding gift to you," Christopher said softly.

Bella's entire body tensed and clenched her teeth. "Mad dog!"

Christopher's voice was husky and filled with lust. His cold lips brushed against her forehead, her nose, and her delicate ears. "I've filled this island with your favorite vel.ne roses white ones, red ones… even cultivated black roses just for you. I'll.

carry you to see them in a moment, okay?" Bella used every bit of strength left in her to twist her head, resisting his increasingly erratic kisses. His touch felt like the slimy, cold skin of a snake slithering across her skin. There was no love or desire in it, only revulsion and disgust. "Bella, you and Justin haven't registered your marriage yet."

Bella's eyes widened, and her breathing hitched.