Chapter 840 Retaliation By The Divorced Heiress

• Furthermore, a local snake cannot be subdued by a powerful dragon. In Terranova, they are powerless, despite their might in Savrow. Nobody will notice if we kill them and dispose of their remains during the mayhem, right? Christopher grinned and squinted his eyes. "For such tasks, you are the most professional." "Hey! You have amazing attention to detail, Mr. Iverson! But what will I get in return for helping you? "Anything you want, money, property," Christopher said. "At the moment, I have a specific idea in mind." Maxwell looked unashamedly with passionate, ravenous eyes. Yvonne's elegant physique. Christopher then took hold of her arm and threw her violently.
• Yvonne cried as she collapsed into Maxwell's hug, taken aback by the unexpected gesture. She had to put up with hands that were straying and making her sick. Without turning around, Christopher walked out of the room. She's all yours tonight. After indulging in wine and ladies that evening, Maxwell departed Pivotage entirely content. He was prepared to tackle the duty that Christopher had given him. Yvonne was lying on the bed, wounded and abused, like a lovely but broken doll that was thrown away. Alongside disturbing equipment that brought back memories of the humiliation and grief of the previous evening, her favorite red dress was ripped to pieces on the floor. The door creaked open at that same moment.
• Christopher strolled to the bedside as familiar footsteps approached, his eyes evaluating her exposed, damaged body with a detached expression. "I didn't think he would have such a fetish. In that way, he's a lot like my elder brother. Tears slowly filled Yvonne's eyes as she gazed at the guy she had loved for nearly half of her life through the unkempt hair strands strewn across her pale face. "You put in a lot of effort tonight. "Tell Taylor anything you want," Chrisstopher remarked, his demeanor cold and uncaring. Bella was the only one who felt his warmth. Other women were only a way to get what they wanted. With her lips quivering, Yvonne said, "I want my red dress." Christopher's expression didn't change. "All right, I'll buy it for you, Taylor!"