The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge
Chapter 1274

Justin could not help worrying. "That woman failed last time, so she will definitely find another chance to harm Drew. After all, she's controlled by Christopher, and it's hard for us to defend against whatever vicious methods they use."

Before Bella spoke, Drew snorted disdainfully, a wicked and arrogant smile dancing between his lips. "Ha, the person who could kill me hasn't been born yet!"

"Ah!"

Heart-wrenching screams echoed from the dark and damp basement in Pivotage. Even the guards standing outside the door frowned instinctively.

The scene happening in the basement was even harder to look at.

Iron cuffs shackled Yvonne's wrists, her whole body hanging mid-air, her fragile figure only clad by an almost transparent lace nightgown. The white lace was stained red by her blood.

"Mr. Christopher... I..." Taylor held a whip, his hand trembling.

"What? You couldn't bear to watch?"

Christopher's lips curled into a cruel and bloodthirsty smile. Behind his blood-stained glasses, his eyes flashed with a terrifying light. "Or do you want to end up like her?"

Taylor had no choice. He could only hold the whip as he gritted his teeth, walking to Yvonne, who was bloody and battered.

"Ms. Smith... Please endure it. Mr. Christopher's orders... I..."

Yvonne panted weakly, lifting her heavy eyelids. "Don't show mercy... Whip me to death... It's best to... Just kill me... Anyway, my life is worth nothing..."

When Christopher heard her words, he suddenly jumped up angrily, as if she had struck a nerve!

He strode over and pushed Taylor away, then viciously seized Yvonne by the throat!

"It seems you've developed genuine feelings for Drew."

Christopher glared at her with his raging eyes, his fingers tightening. "Are you resisting me with such passive aggressiveness? Huh? You always tried to survive no matter what, but now you don't want to live anymore? Yvonne, I gave you life. Only I can decide your fate, not even yourself!"

Yvonne was barely able to breathe. Her eyelids were half-closed, covering her wet eyes. Her haggard face visibly turned red and purple.

In the past, she would definitely explain herself to Christopher.

She did not love anyone else. Since that moment of fleeting amazement when she met Christopher at the age of fifteen, her heart only belonged to the man before her, who wanted to kill her. But now, she thought that trying to explain only made her look like a joke.

Even if she could explain the night she spent with Drew and the box of medicine he gave her, she could not justify the extremely gentle and romantic kiss she shared with him.

Taylor was scared out of his wits. "Mr. Christopher! Calm down! You will strangle Ms. Smith to death!"

"She dares to betray me for Drew. Does she not deserve to die?!" Christopher roared.

"Ms. Smith has used her seduction skills to help you solve so many problems. She's only repeating it this time!"

Taylor and Yvonne were colleagues for many years, and he more or less cared for her, racking his brains to help her explain. "And think about Drew! He is the toughest to deal with among the Thompson brothers! Now that Ms. Smith left a good impression on him, she can get close to him, and we'll have no trouble finding a chance to get rid of him!"

His words woke Christopher up.

Christopher's violent gaze darkened, and his hands, still on her neck, relaxed a little.

"Ms. Smith! Stop being stubborn. Apologize to Mr. Christopher!" Taylor urged.

"Sorry..."

Yvonne's bloody lips suddenly curled up, chuckling. She looked broken. "But Chris... What did I do wrong? I did everything... You asked me to... You never cared about me... And I accepted that... What else do I owe you? Tell me..."

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