The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 257

Steven replied, “Ms. Bella has gone to bed, Mr. Thompson…”

“Steven, you’re becoming more ballsy now, huh? Are you starting to collude with Bella to deceive me?”

Asher rarely showed his temper, but he was intimidating when he was furious. “I won’t repeat myself. Get Bella to answer the phone. Otherwise, you will no longer be her secretary by dawn.” Bella’s heart was beating like a drum. She was terrified. She quickly took over the phone, put it to her ear, and said in a sweet voice, “Ash…”

Asher took a deep breath to suppress some kind of emotion and said in a deep voice, “Bella, come out now. I have something to ask you.”

Bella walked out of the villa’s door with a worried heart.

Under the dim street lights, Asher stood in front of his black Aston Martin with a stern face.

His elegant gray suit made him look more solemn. The shadow of his long legs under the street light was fascinating.

What a handsome big brother! However, at this moment, Bella panicked when she saw him. She was like a troublemaking student going to see the principal.

“Ash…” Bella walked up to Asher in small steps and pursed her red lips in fear.

“It’s cold at night. Let’s talk in the car.”

took off his suit jacket, wrapped it

the car. Finally, Asher could not hold it back any longer. He held her shoulders and asked urgently. “Where did that man

“My arm…”

to lie anymore. She lowered her eyelids and felt like a child who had made a

her slender forearms and

up

her

snow-white gauze came into view. Asher’s eyes

okay, Ash. It’s nothing serious. It doesn’t even hurt anymore.” Bella hurriedly explained for fear that

her sleeves again and held her slightly

that Bella’s fingers turned red. She lowered her head

“I’m sorry, Ash. I shouldn’t have hidden this from you. But I think I can

for word, “He will die

shrank. Her heart

saint for so long. At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the days when he was revered as the king

I know you want to avenge me, but you promised

not to touch those things in the past. That guy is just a hitman. It won’t do anything if we burn him to ashes. The mastermind is still at large! Our family has always been good at seizing opportunities. Since we have such

deep breath and reached out to the passenger seat with his long arm. He picked up a brown paper bag and handed it to