The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Shortly after boarding the plane, Mrs. Iverson began to feel weak, so Christopher helped her to the bed.

As soon as he emerged from the inner room, he saw Bella. She was exuding a chilling aura, her eyes burning with anger, and her captivating face flushed with fury.

"M-Mr. Iverson..." Taylor, Christopher's secretary, stood nervously behind Bella, wearing a deeply troubled expression.

She was the woman Christopher held dear, so even if she wanted to blow up the plane, Taylor dared not intervene.

In an instant, the dark look in Christopher's eyes dissipated, and his lips curled into a gentle smile.

He was about to approach Bella when she strode swiftly to stand before him.

Bella seized the lapels of his suit with both hands, channeling her resentment into strength, and forcefully pressed him against the cabin door with a loud thud.

Clink-

The exquisite and expensive crystal glass on the table fell and tumbled to the ground, creating a mess beneath their feet.

"Mr. Iverson, Ms. Thompson, let's talk things out properly!" Taylor remained rooted to his spot, flustered but hesitant to intervene. Christopher met Bella's crimson gaze. His lips curled into a gentle smile as he calmly raised a hand to signal Taylor not to approach. "It was you, wasn't it, Christopher?"

Their eyes locked in an intense gaze, with fiery anger burning in Bella's eyes as she gripped his stiff collar, her hand trembling uncontrollably. "You've slipped through my fingers once again, achieving your goal. You must be feeling quite smug and satisfied, aren't you?"

"Bella, I really have no idea what you're talking about."

Christopher's expression remained unchanged as he gazed at Bella with eyes filled with almost obsessive affection, bordering on insatiable greed. "Well, regardless, I'm very pleased to have the chance to be this close to you and see you again. Bella, you've lost weight. Was Justin not taking care of you? Does he truly love you?"

"Christopher, what right do you have to say such things? You mentioning Justin's name is nothing short of an insult to him." Bella's veins on her temples bulged, twitching involuntarily.

sharp pain in his heart, the agony evident on his face. "So,

'love' to me. Your love

loved ones and eliminating anyone who opposes you or stands in

man before her, with a face as beautiful as an angel, suddenly stared at her intently and burst into

and lively when you were younger. But I can't remember what kind of person I was in front of you back then. Bella, what have I done wrong? No matter how

Everyone has their way of loving someone, and I'm just loving you in

bear

"love" coming from Christopher's

"What will it take for

voice softened with emotion

It was almost

each word dripping with defiance

we'll be together, Bella. Someday..." Christopher chuckled softly, seemingly unfazed

was stubborn and

took two steps back, and distanced herself from him. "Christopher, let me be clear with you. You've crossed the line with me, so you're now my top enemy. I won't let you off the hook, not ever. You wanted compensation,

words, Bella turned and

the entire ordeal, frozen in

air as he weakly sat on the chair, tremblingly extending his left arm toward Taylor. "Yes! I'll bring

out a syringe, and skillfully injected a dose of

Christopher's trembling subsided, and the temporary numbness brought him some relief, alleviating the pain in his

to torment me relentlessly. This is the entire meaning of my

as the plane was about to take

ID, he promptly

"Sir."

were quite impressive. I enjoyed them very much." The man's voice on the other end was low and pleasant.