The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge



Ralph was burning with anxiety as time ticked away, and the interrogation of the assassin leader yielded no useful leads as well.

Firstly, the assassins were not from this country, so they could target a deputy chief without fear. Secondly, the transaction records between them and their employer were overseas, making it impossible to trace them.

These thugs would not spill anything.

About an hour later, the chief rushed back to Savrow overnight and sternly requested Ralph to release Owen immediately.

Ralph bore the overwhelming pressure on his end, while in the hospital, Bella personally bandaged the wound on Justin's knuckles.

Although it was just a scratch, she was still distressed seeing it.

"Didn't you say you would take good care of yourself? What is this then?"

"If it was five years ago, I would have walked out unscathed." Justin's eyes softened as he looked at her, his strong arms wrapping around her soft waist and pulling her into his embrace, holding her hand tight with his bandaged right hand. "It seems I'm getting old."

Feeling the increasing pressure on her ass, Bella's heart skipped a beat, and she murmured, "No, you're as energetic as ever. You're not old at all."

"Is that so?"

Justin slightly narrowed his eyes. His right hand was bandaged and unable to move freely, but the fingers on his left hand were still nimble, gripping the soft flesh firmly.

"You're right. My Bella would know the best whether I've aged."

"You... Can you be more serious?"

They were already together for a long time, but whenever the man teased her, Bella still found it hard to handle. She squirmed in his arms with a flushed face. "Although you saved Owen, the crisis isn't over. Besides, there's no news from Ralph, which means things are in a deadlock. At most by dawn, we will have to release Owen if we don't get any valuable information from him. A bigger problem might still be ahead!"

Justin still held her closely, his eyes gradually darkening. "He's indeed a tough nut to crack. When I was surrounded by thugs with him tonight, he was still thinking of catching that leader and killing him in front of me. Clearly, he has no intention of turning back and is determined to ride till the end."

"He knew that since he was on Christopher's ship, he could only float and sink with him. HeContent property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

would never flip." Bella frowned, shaking her head, "So, we only have one choice, which is to convict him."

But how easy would it be?

At this moment, Bella's phone rang, breaking the tense atmosphere.

"It's Drew."

Bella was quite surprised. She exchanged a look with Justin and picked up the call.

Before she could speak, Drew's anxious and hoarse voice sounded. "Bella, I've sent a video to your email. It's very important and critical! Watch it now!"

Bella rarely saw Drew with such strong emotional fluctuations. She did not dare to delay and immediately opened her email.

Justin inched closer, and the two of them stared intently at the screen, heads touching.

The video was merely a minute long, but the two of them were shocked after watching it, their blood boiling.

"Drew, where did you get this from?!" Bella was excited, and even her voice was trembling. "Yvonne... It's Yvonne!" Drew's breath was heavy as he choked up.