Chapter 956 Retaliation By The Divorced Heiress

• Blood and perspiration were dripping down Christopher's sensitive cheeks, and his chest was heaving rapidly. Like a vindictive ghost that slithered out of hell, his eyes were ruthless and menacing. A hint of bloody pleasure was present. "Mr. Iverson." Yvonne and Taylor bent their heads. Christopher flung his blood-stained whip to the floor. He took off his gold-rimmed spectacles and used the corner of his shirt to clean the blood splatters from the lenses. In Sentania, he would hunt in the deep mountains anytime he was feeling anxious or depressed.
• He could only beat people since he didn't have that privilege in Savrow. Hunting was not nearly as intriguing to him as hitting people. In the future, this type of entertainment would need to be preserved. Silently, the two subordinates followed to the room's door. Taylor pushed Yvonne, who was standing there in a stupor, after noticing that Christopher's hand was still bleeding from a cut. Mr. Iverson has a hand injury, Ms. Smith. Act quickly to assist him. Put a bandage on it! After a brief period of hesitation, Yvonne came up and said, "Mr. Iverson, your hand is injured." Allow me to assist you.
• "Oh!" Christopher fiercely grabbed her wrist and pulled her into the room before she could respond. The door banged shut with a thud. Concerned for Yvonne, Taylor stood stunned at the door. Christopher's hands mercilessly tore apart Yvonne's clothing as soon as they walked into the room, and he gave her a hungry kiss on her quivering lips. With only her panties remaining, Yvonne was quivering in terror as they got closer to the bed, her arms protecting her chest as a last resort. "Please, Mr. Iverson, no." "Do you dare turn me away, Yvonne?" Christopher clamped down on her squishy body while scowling at her lovely face, which was quite similar to Bella's. "What right do you have to turn me away, even if Bella does?!"