The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 1756

Zoe knew exactly what Jason was referring to -their time in bed. Jason was the true definition of a devoted suitor, having chased her for years.

However, as she harbored feelings for Justin, she never had any interest in a man like Jason. Eventually, circumstances led her to give up on Justin entirely, thus she settled for being with Jason.

Though Jason wanted to marry her, she only saw him as a tool to satisfy her needs. After their encounters, she would ignore him for days, sometimes even a month, without a second thought. But now, Zoe could no longer leave him hanging. This man was a crucial part of her plan, and she needed him.

"Jason, I know you are the one who loves me the most and treats me the best in this world." Zoe softly draped her arms around his neck. She pressed her barely concealed chest against his while pouting pitifully, "I'm in a tough spot. You will help me without hesitation, right?"

Aroused by her, Jason could barely hold his wine glass steady. His eyes were burning with desire to have her right then and there. "Do you even need to ask, Zoe? I am yours. I will gladly do whatever you want."

"You saw tonight how Ryan treats me, his own sister," Zoe said, her voice tinged with tears.This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

"Yes, I saw. It was outrageous!"

"Not just to me, but he was also so disrespectful to you... It breaks my heart." Zoe stroked his face. "All because of Carrie. She has poisoned my relationship with my brother, making it impossible for me to have a place in the Hoffman family anymore. Jason... Help me, please? I really need you."

"Zoe, how can I help you?" Jason's breath grew heavy. "Tell me, I will do anything for you!"

Zoe asked sweetly. "Really? Anything?"

"Yes, anything!"

A flicker of malice crossed Zoe's eyes as she tiptoed to whisper in his ear. Jason's eyes widened in shock.

On the other side, there was another tense situation unfolding. Christopher did not explain much. He simply adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and smiled faintly at Carrie.

Carrie's heart raced. This man before her, pale and sinister, said nothing yet made her shudder with fear. "Christopher." Lance's stern voice rang out, and Christopher slowly turned around.

"Dad."

It was then that Mrs. Iverson noticed Lance standing before her. She shuddered violently as if struck by lightning, desperately burrowing into Christopher's embrace.

Her Alzheimer's disease had reached an advanced stage, often making it difficult for her to recognize even her son. Yet, upon seeing Lance, all the painful memories came flooding back, overwhelming her.

"Mom, don't be scared. I'm right here." Christopher held her and patiently comforted her.

"Christopher, come on. It's time to take the family photo." James urged coldly.

"Alright." Christopher then turned to his mother, speaking gently. "Mom, come and join in the family photo."

Lance's expression grew incredibly stern.

"Hah, Christopher, are you joking?" James sneered with disgust. "This woman is no longer part of the Iverson family. What right does she have to stand with our father?"