The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"It's been some time, Ms. Smith. You still look amazing." The man stared at Yvonne's exquisite face, smiling leisurely.

"Thank you for your praise, Sir." Yvonne lowered her head, responding humbly.

"This is expected of the child that Mr. Iverson personally nurtured for many years-gentle, elegant, dignified, and generous. Sometimes, I even think that she's Ms. Thompson. Ms. Smith is truly the most perfect substitute I've seen."

Yvonne's expression remained unchanged, but her eyes darkened immediately.

The word "substitute" turned all of the praise from the man into sarcasm.

Christopher did not continue the topic. Instead, he opened the box and presented the antique vase to the man. "This is an 18th-century vase I acquired at an auction in Inalia. It's a small token. Please accept

it."

Clarice raised her brows.

She had kept an eye on this antique vase before for the man, but it was bought for a staggering $5 billion by an anonymous buyer. She did not expect the buyer to be Christopher.

was indeed a considerate and

Mr. Iverson.

assured. I

two left, the aromatic room

face you bestowed upon me and Yvonne's face, which resembles Bella Thompson, which do you think is more beautiful?" Clarice's hands

man's eyebrows arched slightly, and he

obediently moved in front of him, kneeling at his feet. She lifted her radiant face and

matter how much Yvonne looks like Bella, she will never be her. She's only a low-tier substitute created to satisfy

slowly. "You are your own self, a work of art I carefully crafted. How could a boring replica compare to a thing that

it, Clarice's dark eyes

was like a supreme being who looked down upon the world seeing everything in terms of whether it belonged to him or not. Therefore, she

me for

you to return. As Christopher said the best

Corn Over the

Justin out of guilt."

man chuckled.

has completely fallen, Bethany's existence