The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

It was late autumn in Savrow, and the sudden chill of the autumn wind was biting.

Asher did not return home for three days, staying in the church, praying and confessing before the altar over and over.

What was he confessing?

Was he confessing the usual crimes he committed while working as an underground mafia spokesperson?

Or was he confessing about falling in love with someone he should not have?

On the fourth day, it was as if Asher was possessed. Under the guidance of an invisible force, he found himself at the Larson family home.

He knew Arnold had settled in Meridan since he was a teenager and had no property in the country. He had nowhere else to go except for this house.

He was worried out of his mind. After enduring it for three days, he still came here.

Asher knew that, with his identity, he could only stand guard outside the gate like a statue.

wait outside Yara Park just to

as if his gut was crushed. Bile surged up his throat, leaving only a bitter

time, a convoy of luxury cars slowly

and lean middle-aged man dressed in

man as the current head of Larson Biotech and Mila's

You must be tired from the journey!" Aaron quickly rushed out

nodded slightly, his expression

detained him. He's in

opportunity to bring down Arnold, venting the anger he had held inside for

so close to the Thompson family. If word got out, our years of persistence would become a joke. People would say we are hypocrites,

halted his footsteps, curling his lips coldly. "In the future, it

are right.

this time, barely hanging by a thread, so Aunt Mila anxiously came to us for help. Hmph, if this goes on, Wyatt won't live for

"I've never seen you bear such a heavy grudge

Thompsons before. What

give you