The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 245

“I’m sorry for not staying longer, Ms. Bella and Ms. Amelia.’

Steven sighed guiltily. “Then I’ll head back first. Ms. Bella, if you encounter anything, you must call me as soon as possible. I will rush over immediately!”

“Okay, okay. You’re such a nag. Go ahead.”

Bella pushed him gently toward the car. Steven stared at her longingly before he left reluctantly.

Amelia watched their interaction helplessly. She pursed her soft lips as jealousy filled her heart.

However, she did not resent her sister because she thought that Bella was the most perfect woman in the world. It was only natural that Steven would like Bella.

‘A weak, inferior, plain Jane like me doesn’t deserve Steven. But why did Bella’s ex-husband divorce her? Is it because he has some terminal illness and doesn’t want Bella to be widowed?’

Bella booked a luxury private room. As soon as the two sisters arrived at the door, they heard earth-shattering howls coming from the opposite room.

“Ugh… That’s horrifying!” Amelia tightened her grip on her sister’s arm and shrugged her shoulders.

“If that’s called singing, all donkeys can become singers!”

Bella quickly pulled Amelia into the private room, far away from the lunatic across the hall. The two of them ordered some beers, a fruit platter, and an assortment of snacks.

They were quick to set up their song queue.

pop songs, the Thompson sisters sang to their

drank. She was in a good mood after winning the Baxim project, so she got a

here. Don’t wander around!” Bella’s vision was a little blurred, and

you drunk? I’ll go

that Bella’s fair and supple cheeks were a little flushed, like a ripe peach. Bella’s beautiful eyes were

the one getting drunk first. I’ll have to send you back to the dorms too!”

not know if she should laugh or cry.

out of the bathroom and walked back alone, using the

but now her head was starting to get a bit

dizzy.

decorated like the Palace of

room numbers were not arranged in order either. Thus,

been wandering around the maze-like corridors until

door, she bumped head-on into

“Ow!”

already dizzy, and she was stumbling on her high heels, so her weak and soft body started to fall backward.

he quickly

contours of Bella’s slender back with his large palm because Bella was only wearing a thin silk shirt. She was amazingly

heavier. He pushed his gold-rimmed glasses over his upturned eyes and stared at Bella’s beautiful face as

“Miss, you’re drunk.”

Bella stared drunkenly at the man’s elegant and restrained