The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

In an instant, Carrie's heart started racing, and she quickly shriveled into a trembling ball. Her initial rosy complexion suddenly turned pale, like a startled bird perched unsteadily on a branch. She bit her lip, subconsciously letting go of Ryan's hand.

Ryan's breath caught, and he tightened his grip on her hand until it felt like her fingers were losing blood circulation.

"What's wrong with being with me? Does it concern you?" Ryan raised his brows, glaring coldly at Bethany's cocky face. "Ms. Bethany, I never realized that you were so old-fashioned. It's quite contrary to your usual style."

Bethany's heart pounded violently, and her face turned pale. "W-What nonsense are you talking about?!"

"Am I spouting nonsense? Once we leave Tideview Manor, all we have to do is ask someone in Savrow's high society about your reputation, and everything will be crystal clear."

Ryan's sly grin slowly spread across his lips. "I have several friends around me who have played with you before. If you've forgotten, I can remind you who they are. I bet Chairman Salvador knows them too."

Gregory rubbed his temples, his eyes filled with hidden frustration, as he glared at his rebellious daughter.

"Dad... That's not true. He's lying! He's bullying me!"

she almost lost

wild parties, hanging out at hotspots like the VIP section of the host clubs. This earned her a notorious reputation as a slut in the upper circles of Savrow. Her reputation had been damaged for quite

the facade she had painstakingly built over the years, leaving her in a

brief, but they

weak, and her feet

darkened, his tone stern and unwavering.

Salvador, I'm here to talk about something really important," Ryan

Hoffman, whatever you

here," Gregory said with

Yel

a seat. "But you'd better make it short

attitude had gone beyond ignoring

father, smirking quietly, feeling