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.

pain in his heart, the agony evident on his face. "So, you genuinely love him, just

the word 'love' to me. Your love

with a look of disgust. "Is that what you 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

face as beautiful as an angel, suddenly stared at her intently and burst

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 I've changed, I'm still me. I'm still the one who loves

way of loving someone, and I'm just loving

could not bear to hear

"love" coming from Christopher's

down her spine. "What will it take

with me." Christopher's voice softened

was almost like Christopher was

about it." Bella retorted, each word dripping with defiance as if flames were

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

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

those resolute words, Bella turned and swiftly left

ordeal, frozen in shock and too

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

out a syringe, and skillfully injected a dose of medication into Christopher's

temporary numbness brought him some relief, alleviating

continue to torment me relentlessly.

was about to take

caller ID, he promptly

"Sir."

tonight were quite impressive. I enjoyed them very much." The man's voice