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.

on his face.

the word 'love' to me.

call love? Your love is about ruthlessly hurting my loved ones and eliminating anyone who opposes you or stands in your way. Christopher, what turned you into a heartless monster who kills without even thinking twice? You weren't like

with a face as beautiful as an angel, suddenly stared at her

this? You were so lovely and lively when you were younger. But I can't remember what kind of person I was in front of you back then.

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

not bear

"love" coming from Christopher's

"What will it take for

me." Christopher's voice softened with emotion as

It was almost like Christopher was confessing

Bella retorted, each word dripping with defiance

Bella. Someday..." Christopher chuckled softly, seemingly unfazed by

and unapologetic, beyond

released his collar, 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, right? If my compensation means sending you

those resolute words, Bella turned and swiftly left the

frozen in shock and too

air as he weakly sat on the chair, tremblingly extending his left

syringe, and skillfully injected a

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

thought, 'Bella, please continue to torment me relentlessly. This is

about to

the caller ID, he promptly

"Sir."

over Savrow tonight were quite impressive. I enjoyed them very much." The man's voice on the other end