We will always try to update and open chapters as soon as possible every day. Thank you very much, readers, for always following the website!

The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 1685
  • Background
    Font family
    Font size
    Line hieght
    Full frame
    No line breaks
  • Next Chapter

Back in his room, Christopher downed a glass of strong liquor, barely easing his anger.

“Mr. Christopher, you don’t need to get mad with that idiot.”

Taylor quickly comforted him. “His tis over, and he’s at the end of his rope. With Ms. Bella's intelligence, she would soon trace

Asher’s case back to him. Perhaps she already knows and is just waiting to act! Be patient and let the Thompson family take care

of him for you.”

“Yvonne, what happened?”

Christopher coldly looked at Yvonne, who was standing timidly aside. “Without my orders, you never show yourself to entertain

clients. Why did you appear in James’ room this time?”

“Oh, Mr. Christopher, letexplain.”

Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt

Taylor quickly helped out. “I looked into it. That scumbag Charles specifically asked for Ms. Yvonne to serve him, but our men

refused, and he got mad. He was smashing things and causing a ruckus in the room, even injuring two girls. Ms. Yvonne was afraid

things would escalate, so she cto handle it.”

Yvonne's heart tightened, and she lowered her head, not daring to look into Christopher's eyes.

“If he wants to cause a scene, let him. It's just sbottles and vases. Do you think | care?”

Christopher's gloomy gaze landed on Yvonne's face. “But when you show up with this face, it could cause unexpected

complications. My fight with James is at a critical moment now. Do not cause trouble for me. Also, | don’t like disobedient women. If

it happens again, I'll punish you severely.”

Yvonne took a deep breath, her rose-colored lips slowly parting. “Mr. Christopher, now... My value as Ms. Bella's substitute is gone.

Going out with this face will only cause trouble for you. Why not letregain my original appearance and becmyself?”

Taylor gasped in shock. ‘God! What did Yvonne say? Did she have a death wish?!”

Indeed, Christopher closed in on her like a wolf, his gaze suddenly cold and menacing. “What did you say? Repeat it.”

“] want to go back to my own appearance.” Yvonne's moist and red eyes shone, her fingers nervously digging into her palms.

Christopher viciously grabbed her jaw, his grip so tight it hurt. “How can you have the audacity to say this to me? Being able to

have a face similar to Bella's is your blessing. You should be grateful and thank Bella for granting you a value far beyond your own

existence. Now, you tellyou don’t want this face. How dare you?!”

The man lifted his hand suddenly, causing Yvonne to cry out in pain. Tears welled up in her eyes.

At this moment, an urgent knock rang out at the door.

Christopher angrily withdrew his hand. Yvonne turned her face away, revealing a bright red mark on her jaw.

Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm

Taylor went to open the door, and a bodyguard walked in.

“Mr. Christopher, the window in Room A015 on the fifth floor has a large hole. The cut is very clean, likely made by a special tool.

There might be intruders!”

Yvonne's forehead was covered with sweat, and her heart was racing.

“What?! What were you doing? Why did you only find out now?!” Taylor was shocked.

“Did you check the surveillance?” Christopher asked with a cold gaze.

“Yes, but... But it didn’t capture any intruders.”

Taylor's eyes widened. “Not even one? That's impossible!”

After all, there were more security cameras in Pivotage than there were holes in a beehive!