The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"A man in a suit?" Rachel was surprised.

"Oh, I remember it now. I thought the man looked rather familiar. He was the young man who came the last time. I beat him with my cane to teach him a lesson. That's the bastard! I bet he's up to no good, sneaking around."

Rachel felt something stirring within. Without changing out of her house slippers, she left home.

In the end, lan could not find the courage to call Rachel.

He was bound to leave in disappointment tonight due to his cowardice.

As he turned away to depart in dejection, a sweet voice cut through him.

"M-Mr. Harris!"

lan looked back and saw Rachel running toward him in her bunny-themed loungewear and a loose bun. The way she looked just took his breath away.

"G-Good evening, Ms. Mead."

He stiffly shoved the flowers and gift to Rachel with a silly look.

"Happy birthday!"

With her heart racing, Rachel took the flowers but refused the gift. Recognizing the brand, she knew the gift was very expensive.

for the flowers, Mr. Harris, but

least I could do. Besides, Ms. Thompson

emotions, Rachel could not stop the tears from

in his arms. The empty feeling inside him

hearts beat in unison, nearly crushing the

him with a blushing face, and lan's

nothing to do with Mr. Salvador or Ms.

lan's scorching breath brushed

go anymore. "Everything I

food and drinks were served. The

love nest was packed tonight like it was the

Carrie while chatting with Steven and Amelia

also invited Asher and Arnold, but Asher said they could not make it over the

hung up, she heard Arnold's sultry voice

Ash. Come and

"Lie down."

jaw dropped as her

Asher simply could not make it to the party or if he just wanted

into the ladies' conversation,

the dining room