The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"Support your ass!"

Charles exploded immediately, throwing curse words around, his eyes red with madness.

"Christopher, you son of a bitch! How dare you say this? At the very least, James and I came from the same mother, and he looked out for me since we were young. Who do you think you are? You're just an illegitimate bastard born from a lowly affair between that bitch and another bodyguard! How do you have the audacity to covet the Iverson family business?!"

Taylor glared at this foul-mouthed man madly, his fists clenching in anger.

However, Christopher still wore a faint smile, as if he did not take Charles' words to heart at all.

"If you didn't set me up, exposing my scandals with those bunch of women, I wouldn't be investigated by the police, and things would not come to this point!

"The real mastermind is you! It's fucking you!"

"Charles, do you really think I'm the mastermind?"

Christopher pushed his golden-rimmed glasses lightly and asked in a calm tone, "Is the brother you have admired since childhood really someone who cares about sibling bonds? Is he really unrelated to everything that's happened to you?"

"Christopher, you're still trying to sow discord between us at this moment? Why are you such a despicable asshole?" Every pore on Charles' body exuded hatred for this brother of his.

I don't like you, but at least I've never

him helplessly. "I only want to take back what belongs to

that there was

jail. Why were you suddenly accused of hiring for murder? Don't you want to

not trust Christopher, he still wanted to know how he got to this

and Taylor placed a stack of

it was as if a bomb had exploded in his brain, the shock causing his ears to ring, his neck to turn red,

James's secretary. He approached your subordinates privately, and I checked their accounts. They had a transfer of three million dollars. The sender's account was offshore so the police could not identify them. However, I believe the answer to where the money came from is

with a glint of cold

blood would drip from them. "Impossible... How could it

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time, the Mead girl had decided to turn toward Justin and Bella, testifying against you for rape. He had no choice but to resort to murder. However, the risk is huge. It would be fine if he could succeed, but if not, someone has

this way, even if things went wrong, he could still blame

control now. Is all of this not enough to prove that the person who brought

the flames. "Mr. Charles, I know you hate Mr. Christopher, but apart from him, who would still care for you now? James set you