Chapter 973 Retaliation By The Divorced Heiress

• Steven and Amelia were both significant individuals to Bella. Bella would undoubtedly be unhappy if the pair had problems. If Bella were unhappy, Hunter would be pleased. Lance asked Wyatt to join him for dinner at his exclusive club that evening. Tell Celeste and Amelia, Justin. Tonight, I'll take them out to supper. Wyatt stepped in front of a full-length mirror and let his tailor take measurements. His brows were veiled by darkness, indicating that he was thinking about something. "Avoid warning Bella and the others." Something felt clear to Quentin. "Yes," he said quietly, "Chairman Salvador."
• Lance did not arrive alone in the opulent lounge of the exclusive club. He brought Christopher and Charles, who had recently recovered and hadn't been in public for a long time. Charles's fiery eyes gave Christopher a furious gaze, but Christopher remained calm the entire time. Charles gripped the glass too tightly, nearly shattering it. Why are you staring at me that way, Charles? Would you like to join me for a toast? Pretending to think of anything, Christopher lifted up his wine glass slowly. "Oh, right," Christopher responded, blinking. I just realized. The doctor advised against drinking alcohol for the time being, and you are still unable to move. I overlooked it. Charles, I apologize.
• Charles's eyes widened, and all he wanted to do was jump at Christopher and shatter his neck. Charles nearly saved his left leg with Bella's assistance, but his bones would hurt like hell if it rained or the temperature fell. There was nothing except a chilly prosthesis on his right trouser leg. Christopher was responsible for everything! "Enough, Christopher. Speak less. Lance recalled him, but not in the same icy manner. "Charles seems to have misunderstood me, Father, which worries me a lot." Helplessly, Christopher stretched his hands.