The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 2433

"You can't understand what I'm saying, can you? Then those cars of yours are pretty useless. After all, you're already a cripple. Adding deafness to your list of disabilities shouldn't bother you much."

At this moment, Drew wanted nothing more than to put a bullet into Grant's skull.

However, he had promised Justin that he would never take another life. It was a promise that had to be kept.

"I'll definitely save my wife. But if I can't, you'll lose more than an ear next time."

Drew yanked Grant's hair, his eyes red and watery. His voice shook as he spoke each word. "The pain Yvonne has endured ... I'll repay it a thousandfold, ten thousandfold."

With that, he tossed Grant aside and stormed off with his coat billowing behind him.

"Sir! I'll get someone to take you to the hospital right away!" Clarice crawled to Grant's feet, trembling as she looked at the pool of blood. She fumbled for her phone but could not keep her hands steady.

"Ia... Hahaha!" Grant grabbed the bloody piece of his ear, tilting his head back as he let out a wild, unhinged laugh. "Interesting... This is simply too interesting!"

like a scared bird. "Sir... What about Yvonne?

let her die. But don't let her

and closed his eyes, reveling in

woman too. Surely you have

soon as Drew exited the club, a group of thugs summoned by

midst of a fierce scuffle, a sleek black sports car came out of nowhere, mowing down several of the assailants. The piercing screech of brakes cut through the night as the car door flung open in front of Drew. "Get in!" Justin's chiseled features stood out sharply in the dark, radiating an unwavering presence. Drew leaped into the car without hesitation, and the sports car sped off, leaving the thugs behind. "I didn't need your help, President Salvador.

drag before rolling down the window to let the cold breeze hit his pale, weathered

longer the president," Justin replied, his grip on the steering wheel firm. "I came as an old friend to lend a hand. I warned

My wife is in his hands... I know she's with him, but I don't

and coughed, unsure if it was from the cigarette or

bastard. But I know if I did, Yvonne would never make

a long time, deep in his

of Drew's sobs. His cries were

trust me. I'll make it happen.' Justin made

ringing.

had stationed guards around Dr. Wagner's house, so the assassins didn't succeed. Too bad they got away, or we could've gotten some intel out