The Divorced Heiress’s 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 h

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.

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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. NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

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.