The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

lan inhaled sharply, his hunger from skipping breakfast momentarily satiated by the sudden threat.

"I wouldn't dare... Even though the plane is appealing, I fear I might board it alive but not return the same way!"

"Come on, Justin. No one knows better than us how loyal lan is to you. Are you really getting upset over a plane?"

Bella's slender fingers traced the sharp line of Justin's jaw as her voice playfully lifted and her eyes curved like crescent moons. She looked regal and had an almost queen-like arrogance. "For your birthday this year, I'll get you one that's even better than the Iverson snake's. How about that?"

Damn! One would almost drool with envy!

Purchasing private jets as gifts was expected of the daughter of Hatchbay's wealthiest family.

Justin's eyes widened slightly, and he grabbed her delicate arm firmly, his expression serious. "Bella, I'm your man, but I'm not one to live off a woman. If anyone should be giving gifts, it should be me."

"Pfft! What are you thinking? There's no such thing as 'yours' or 'mine' between us. Money is nothing compared to our love."

The domineering declaration from the heiress left Ryan and lan green with envy.

rely on anyone financially, but every man would

you gave me back then filled up an entire room. Every time I come home, I go into that room and look

lost Bella, he behaved

and would sometimes even spend the night there. The ordinarily calm Justin, hidden from the view of

her face composed, and her hand softly caressed his cheek, though

could I possibly need? You're the greatest gift I've received from

"You silly boy..."

she opted to replace

a straightforward guy to understand this kind of romance. But does anyone else think it sounds a

sound of footsteps thumping rapidly

sprinted down the stairs, straight

Our

They found Maxwell?!" Bella and Justin simultaneously sprang from

Ryan was so agitated that he was almost

her

sorry, Young Master.