The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Yvonne's eyes flickered with a hint of surprise.

"We don't accept guests without a reservation at Pivotage."

"But his secretary just called and told us to accommodate Mr. Hoffman."

The subordinate then whispered, "Our boss also instructed you to keep an eye on Mr. Hoffman's actions tonight and retain any video evidence if anything unusual happens."

Having followed Christopher for many years, Yvonne instantly grasped his intentions. She responded coolly, "Alright."

After the subordinate left, she redirected her complex gaze to the screen.

Just then, another convoy of luxury cars followed Ryan's vehicle, driving aggressively into the underground parking lot.

However, those cars remained silently parked in the shadows. Their occupants made no further moves.

Yet it gave Yvonne a foreboding sense of imminent chaos.

Meanwhile, a heavily intoxicated Liam, supported by bodyguards, stumbled into the parking lot.

His legs wobbled, and he could barely walk straight. Despite his slurred speech, he continued to hurl insults at the Hoffman family, seemingly oblivious that he was also part of the same bloodline.

Just as Liam reached the middle of the parking lot, a blinding headlight beam hit him, causing him to instinctively raise his hand and shield his eyes.

of a

"M-Mr. Hoffman! Watch out!"

speeding, all-black Bentley was barreling toward him without any

if it

in that critical moment.

come any

shattered the

in the Bentley slammed on its brakes just half a meter from Liam, its front end crashing

not send Liam flying, it threw him

"Urghhh-!"

foul-smelling filth. Despite his entire body feeling

there for?! Get the hell over

more than a dozen black-clad thugs wielding machetes emerged from the shadows,

fiercely determined face led them into the light.

his phone and shouted frantically, "What are you waiting for?!

the air was filled with cries of agony and the sound of

gates of hell.

settled, Liam lay beaten in a pool of blood, his

a dog on the

Yasmin lifted her