The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"Justin... You're really despicable!" Christopher gritted his teeth, his blood-stained lips twitching.

"Despicable? I'm merely giving you a taste of your own medicine."

Justin's eyes narrowed. "Christopher, anyone can play dirty tricks and backstab people. I just couldn't care less to use such methods against you. I don't want to become a venomous snake like you. However, the condition was that you could not touch Bella or her family. Otherwise, the beating you got today will be nothing compared to the pain I'll inflict on you in the future, which will be a hundred times worse." After that, Justin turned around arrogantly and walked away without waiting for Christopher to react.

"Mr. Christopher! I'll immediately call over some reinforcements. We'll avenge you!" Taylor had never seen his boss suffer such humiliation, almost shedding angry tears.

Christopher's body trembled, and he spat on the ground.

With a soft thud, a tooth from the left side of his mouth fell out, showing how ruthless Justin had been.

"Even if you call ten more men, they won't be a match for him."

Christopher used all his strength to stand up, the corner of his lips suddenly curling into a creepy, terrifying smile, like a demon that had crawled out of hell.

"Don't be anxious. There is always someone better than him. Even if he doesn't fall into my hands, someone else will make him wish he were dead. They will bring him to utter ruin!"

returned, Wyatt's complexion looked much better. Bella was feeding Wyatt sliced

into the room, bringing with him a chilling

beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and she joked, "What took you so long? Did your phone fall into

gently, "Sorry, Bella. Something urgent came up, so it took

Bella, let me." Quentin sensed that the couple needed to

you. It's rare for my daughter to pamper me. Can't you let me

could only smile wryly, as if he were looking

help but laugh, chasing away the

walked into an adjacent room, where emotions and lust ran

pressed close, her soft breasts tightly pressing against the man's still-heaving chest,

eyes carried a

moved to the small of her back. "Bella, your father is just on the other side of

such perverted thoughts?" Bella lowered her voice, flicking

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