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The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 1653
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Cameron took Cecily's hand and held it in his palm, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Sweetie, just wait and see. Our good days are ahead." "Dad, after you take down Uncle Wyatt and officially take control of KS Group, can you use your influence to helpsnatch Justin away from Bella?" Cecily asked as she hugged his arm, her eyes full of anticipation.

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"Justin?! Never!" Cameron angrily shrugged her off. The thought of the humiliation that brat had brought upon him twice and his smashed phone made his blood boil.

"Why?! Weren't you fully supportive ofbeing with Justin before?" Cecily frowned and pouted. "Is being the father-in-law of the president of Salvador Corporation not good enough for you?" "You can marry anyone in the future. Pick and choose among the rich young masters from Hatchbay and Savrow, but not Justin!" Cameron felt increasingly humiliated as he thought about it, glaring as he stood up. "For now, put those thoughts aside. Once I deal with Wyatt and successfully seize control of the company, I'll find you a good match. Cecily, trust me. The future husband that I choose for you will definitely not be inferior to Justin. In matters of marriage, I will not let you be second to Bella!" * As Bella expected, there were no secrets that could not be uncovered.

Christopher, who had eyes and ears all around Hatchbay and near the Thompson family, quickly received news of Wyatt's sudden relapse and hospitalization.

"Mr. Iverson, this is quite strange," Taylor said as he stood by, watching his master play chess.

"Justin just received the medicine a couple of days ago. Even if the medication only works temporarily, his condition should have immediately improved. Why was he suddenly hospitalized? If it has reached the point of hospitalization, the condition must be serious. What's going on?" "It's the side effects," Christopher replied coldly, his gold-rimmed glasses gleaming.

His pale hand picked up a black elchess piece and captured a white one on the board. "Medicine is sometimes poison. This type of fast-acting and aggressive medication is seventy percent poison. After all, Wyatt is getting old. If he doesn't consider his age and forcefully takes medication, it can cause significant harm to his body, akin to drinking poison to quench his thirst. The last tI gave it to him, it saved his life. If given again, it might just kill him." Taylor was shocked. "You mean... you didn't actually intend to help Wyatt from the beginning, but instead..." "The medicine was requested by elJustin, and gave it as a favor,” Christopher interrupted. "Not only that, it could cause significant. trouble for the Thompson family.

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Why wouldn't I take on UMS that?" .

englishof Despite his words, Christopher's expression betrayed a hint of concern. Christopher still cared about Grant's attitude toward Bella.

"Ah, Mr. Iverson, you truly are wise." Taylor almost uttered the words "deviously cunning" but swallowed them back.

"No one can match you, whether it's the Thompson family or the Salvador family. Both sides are secretly under your control." Christopher took another white piece and sighed deeply. "In this game, however he wants to play it, will unconditionally support him. he wants someone dead, I won't bat an eye, even if it's Wyatt or Asher. But only Bella. As long as he doesn't touch Bella, I'll be content Taylor pondered for a moment before asking softly, "Mr. Iverson, should we inform Chairman Iverson about Wyatt's current situation?" "The trap I instructed you to release, have you done it?" Christopher narrowed his sharp eyes.

"Yes, it's been done according to your instructions." "Good, then let Lance know. If we don't say it, the news will leak soon enough." Christopher's lips curled sinisterly. “I can't wait to see that man struggle to use his remaining energy." Taylor chuckled. "Remaining energy? You're really overestimating him. I think it's more like a dying gasp."