The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 2415

Yvonne looked at Jace with bloodshot eyes as she drove the gleaming blade straight toward Jace's chest.

Back when she was following Christopher, the first thing she learned was how to deliver a lethal strike in the shortest time possible. Her moves did not need to be elegant, only deadly.

She hated seeing blood and loathed the idea of killing. For years, she had never once used the techniques she had been taught.

Now, this man was the first to push her to act!

But just as the tip of her dagger was about to strike Jace's vital point, she hesitated.

A voice echoed in her mind-Drew's anguished and sorrowful voice. "Yvonne, I've always thought Jace was my long-lost brother, Hugh! We miss him so much... We just want him to come back home!" Yvonne widened her eyes, and her movements slowed as the keen edge of her blade grew dull.

That split-second of hesitation was all it took for the tide to turn.

Jace remained still; his expression was as cold as the depths of the ocean as he firmly grasped Yvonne's delicate wrist and twisted it with force.

"Ah-!" Yvonne let out a muffled cry, her entire body drenched in cold sweat. The dagger fell from her hand with a clatter.

Before she could react, Jace yanked her toward him. Her back slammed hard into his chest, and his muscular forearm wrapped around her neck like an iron vise, completely immobilizing her.

Yvonne gasped for air, but her strength was rapidly waning. Her face flushed red as her breathing grew shallow and labored.

"You can't even kill someone properly. You're nothing but Christopher's failed creation." Jace spoke in a cold manner, his intense gaze locked onto Yvonne's flushed face and her eyes growing increasingly unfocused.

He knew that if he applied a little more force, it would take less than a minute for Yvonne to suffocate to death.

capture her alive, he thought it might be

living could sometimes be far more agonizing

understood Grant's methods all

clawed at his iron grip with trembling hands. "Please... wake

go again with Hugh!' Jace's chest heaved rapidly, and a peculiar uneasiness seized him as if he were the one

do I have to tell you?

." Yvonne's tear-filled eyes locked onto his, her lips trembling as she forced out her words. "Your family...is

jabbed at a deep-seated

through his chest, piercing the icy fortress around his

head throbbed, and the stabbing pain caused his grip to loosen

a shaky breath, her airway finally clearing. But instead of fighting back or running away, she tried to convince him to turn

away unless he let her, so

or not, I can tell you still have a conscience." Yvonne clutched her

he let out a cold laugh. "I spared you only because my orders were to bring you back alive. I'm just here

"When Grant's sister, Carrie, was kidnapped, you and I were ordered by

information to them, pretending to fall into a trap... You saw through everything but chose to cover for me. You didn't report me to Christopher. What do you say about that?" Jace's intense stare did not waver, his expression growing increasingly

breath, her voice quivering with suppressed anger. "You're Grant's right-hand man, and I have solid proof that Grant

remained calm, but his fingers fidgeted

to develop illegal drugs and using Christopher to conduct human trials in this country. These are inhumane atrocities, treating human lives

"This isn't his

really stomach staying by a monster's side? Do you truly agree with everything he's done? Are

tears rolled down

she gritted her teeth.