The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge
Chapter 1182

Wyatt listened silently, that frightening and life-threatening gunfight resurfacing in his mind.

He was truly grateful to Lance for that time. They were still young and got along well. Lance risked his life to save him, which showed that their brotherhood was sincere.

It was also during that time he was saved by Sasha, the daughter of the Southern Star Syndicate, by chance, which led to their marriage.

"Yes, Lance. I will never forget your kindness as long as I live." Wyatt's voice was slightly hoarse as he spoke word by word.

"I think you've forgotten it all! Otherwise, you wouldn't eat your words and take me for a fool!"

Lance became more agitated as he yelled, picking up a valuable crystal glass on the table and smashing it on the ground. His face was red with anger, and he was panting heavily.

Amelia and Celeste were stunned.

Lance was usually playful and joked around with Wyatt. It was the first time they had seen him so mad.

It was evident how much he wanted this marriage alliance to come true, so much so that he risked his thirty-year friendship with Wyatt.

"Dad! Take care of yourself and don't get too worked up!"

The two Iverson sons stood up at the same time, but Charles needed to rely on his crutches, causing him to be a step behind Christopher.

Christopher had walked to his father, lightly patting Lance's heaving back, and comforted, "Dad, calm down. You have been good friends with Uncle Wyatt for decades. Your brotherhood is something that even the younger generation envies. Don't destroy your friendship because of my marriage. If so, I will feel guilty my whole life."

"Christopher, don't say that. This has nothing to do with you."

Lance sighed and patted his thigh. "I'm useless as your father. After so many years, I still couldn't surpass the Salvador family to become the top player in Savrow. Your Uncle Wyatt looked down on us and wanted to ally with the Salvador family, which was understandable."

"Dad, don't say that. It's not your fault. It's mine."

Christopher pursed his lips and smiled bitterly, his eyes full of pain. "I was not able to win Bella's love. We are not destined to be together. Uncle Wyatt is right. We can't force love. If so, I wish Bella a lifetime of happiness. I hope she will grow old with Mr. Salvador this time."

This time.

The casual two words sounded particularly grating to the ears.

"I understand now."

Lance got up angrily, staring at Wyatt with a disappointed gaze. "Since Chairman Thompson has made his choice, I have nothing else to say.

"All good things must come to an end. Chairman Thompson, when we meet again, we will be enemies. Christopher, Charles, let's go!" "Lance, wait."

Wyatt's brows furrowed deeply, and he slowly got up, walking to Lance. "I've always fancied Christopher to become my son-in-law, and I hoped our families could become closer. But you've seen it at the horse racing event. The whole world saw Bella and Justin's relationship; it's as good as exposed. If we talk about marriage now, it would not be good for your Iverson Group and your son's image!" Lance fell into deep thought.

Christopher adjusted his glasses, his cold gaze quickly sweeping through Wyatt.

What was wrong with this old geezer? Why did he feel like Wyatt was trying to push Bella and Justin to be together?

Why did this happen?

"Amelia." Wyatt suddenly called Amelia.

"Yes, Dad." Amelia snapped out of her daze and obediently walked to her father.

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