Christopher tugged at his pale lips. "So you found a man who cared about you?"

Yvonne's heart was pierced through by his mocking smile.

"Do you think Drew likes you? Cares about you? Just because he spent a night with you and gave you stomach medicine, do you think he has feelings for you?"

Christopher loosened his hand on her neck and instead jabbed at her forehead. "I thought that even though you were lowly, you would still have a bit of brains. But now, it seems that you're useless. Letting you have Bella's face is a humiliation to her."

In Yvonne's gaze, the man she had loved for ten years gradually turned blurry, unfamiliar, and distant.

Her tears of heartbreak flowed like a broken dam, but Christopher was unmoved by her pain. "Stop dreaming. No one understands those men from the Thompson family more than me. Just like me, they only care about Bella. She is the only one they love. With your background working for me, do you think you could capture his heart? When he figures out who you are, only death awaits you."

Christopher took a silk handkerchief from his suit pocket, gracefully wiping off the blood on his slender fingers. "Give it up, Yvonne. You're unworthy."

"How about you..."

you think... You deserve... Bella

if he had been struck in the gut. Anger overwhelmed him, and

What do you gain from going against

of sweat. He advised, "Mr. Christopher! Please calm down! Stay calm! You can't continue beating her... You'll really kill Ms. Smith! If she dies, what value will she have for you? Don't you

Christopher's vicious

with him day and night and knew too well what he

an extremely selfish person who only acted out of self-interest,

had value, he would not touch

moment, Christopher's phone

over and threw the silk handkerchief away, taking his phone. His expression changed drastically when he saw the name on the screen. He

quite pleased with yourself recently,

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