The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"It is so infuriating that Christopher ascended to his position so easily!" Bella exclaimed, gulping down some hot tea so quickly
that she scalded her tongue, resulting in her making some funny faces. Full of tender affection, Justin gently rubbed her head.
"It may seem easy, but we know full well how much effort he put in, how many schemes he executed, and how many people he
trampled on to get to where he is today."
Bella squinted at him and sipped her hot drink. "Listen to yourself, Justin. It sounds like you almost sympathize with that
venomous snake."
The man smiled wryly. "Not at all. I am just remarking on how ruthless Christopher truly is."
"He has now eliminated the three Iverson siblings and achieved his dream of becoming the CEO. What will he do next?
Honestly, just thinking about it makes me feel menopausal." Bella sighed and rubbed her temples.
"Christopher's ambitions are insatiable. Being CEO will not be enough for him. He wants to replace Lance and have the entire
Iverson family grovel at his feet."
Justin wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close. His eyes were dark and inscrutable. "So, he will not stay quiet. He
will make his move. As long as he does, he will expose his wolfish nature, and we will easily catch him."
"Even so, I am still worried." Bella leaned into his embrace. Her heart suddenly felt heavy with foreboding. "When Christopher
first returned to the Iverson family, he already had the power to stir things up. Now, with even greater authority, I fear he will
retaliate against you and my family with more ferocity."
"He would not dare."
Justin's eyes turned red, and his jaw clenched tightly. "Whether it is you, your father, or your brothers, if he dares to touch any of
you, I will make him fall as fast as he rose. I have not forgotten how he tried to harm Asher on the South Island. Let Christopher
watch as his own doomsday arrives!"
Bella sighed softly, intertwining her fingers with his. She knew he thought only of her and her family, forgetting that he had been
gravely injured protecting her on the South Island and had nearly lost his life. She would also settle this grudge with that
venomous snake, Christopher!
Since that night, when Mila and Arnold had their secret conversation, an indescribable somber mood enveloped the entire Yara
Park. lingered between Arnold and Despite Arnold's carefree nature, he was also as stubborn and unyielding as a mule.

The more Mila urged him to leave, the more determined Arnold was to stay, silently defying her wishes.
In recent days, Asher seemed very busy and had been spending the whole day at the KS Group's headquarters before returning
home very late. Arnold waited from dawn to dusk. When he finally saw his beloved Asher return, Asher was always accompanied
by the butler or Steven.
On the rare occasions when Asher was alone, just as Arnold was about to approach, Asher would shut the door heavily, leaving
Arnold out in the cold.
For several long, lonely nights,
Arnold sat by the window, smoking one cigarette after another until dawn. His eyes turned dark and sunken, and his once
handsome face became weary and haggard. Although Asher had never been particularly warm toward him, even the small
amount of warmth he had relied on was now gone.
How could he be content with this?
Arnold had finally seen Asher open his heart to him. How could he let everything return to the way it was before?
Today, as Asher stepped out of his room, impeccably dressed and with a stern expression, Arnold immediately blocked his path.
"Ash!" Arnold called out urgently, his voice completely hoarse.
Asher stopped abruptly, his jet-black eyes narrowing. "What are you doing here?"
"I have been waiting outside your door since you came back last night," Arnold said hesitantly with tired, bloodshot eyes. "What
is going on? Why are you avoiding me?"