The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"I'm sorry, Mr. Iverson. I've been busy handling trivial matters all night... I truly had no idea someone had sneaked in. Please punish me as you see fit." Yvonne immediately lowered her head, fearing the man would decipher her micro-expressions and see through her pretense.

"Heh, a thief? That's interesting."

Christopher lounged leisurely on the sofa, crossing his long legs and glancing casually at the rigidly standing Yvonne. "I do know someone with such physical skills. Yvonne, you know him, too."

"Who...?"

"The one you've been thinking about. The one you wanted to help me get rid of."

Yvonne's face turned deathly pale. She bit her lower lip hard. She felt as if her heart had been drained of blood, losing its ability to beat.

"Could it... Really be him?" Yvonne asked, trying to suppress the tremor in her voice.

"Well, if we think boldly, it's not impossible."

Christopher's long, pale fingers tapped a rhythm on his knee. "After all, James was having a good time here earlier tonight. Maybe someone was so eager for revenge that they couldn't wait for Bella to act and decided to deal with that scum personally. It's not out of the question. Too bad I wasn't here tonight. Otherwise, I'd have made sure he never left."

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