NovelEnglishChapter 1003 “Besides, a mighty dragon cannot subdue a local snake. Although they are powerful here in Savrow, they're helpless in Terranova. If we take advantage of the chaos to kill them and dispose of their bodies, no one will find out, right?” Christopher narrowed his eyes and smirked. “You're the most professional for such tasks.” “Hahaha! Mr. Iverson, your attention to detail is truly remarkable! But if | help you, what will my reward be?” “Money, property, whatever you desire,” Christopher replied.
“I have something specific in mind right now.” With an insatiable and lustful gaze, Maxwell shamelessly eyed Yvonne's graceful figure.
The next moment, Christopher grabbed her arm and flung her forcefully. Caught off guard by the sudden gesture, Yvonne let out a cry as she fell into Maxwell’s embrace. She had to endure wandering hands that were making her nauseous.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtChristopher left the room without even looking back as he Tonight, she’s all yours.” That night, Maxwell left Pivotage completely satisfied after ind in wine and women. He was ready to work on the task assigned Christopher.
Yvonne lay on the bed, battered and bruised, resembling a discarde broken, yet beautiful toy. Her beloved red dress was x pieces on the floor alongside unsettling tools that reminded her of the humiliation and sadness from the previous night.
At that moment, the door creaked open.
Familiar footsteps approached, and Christopher walked to the bedside, his gaze coldly assessing her bare, bruised body. “I never expected him to have such a fetish. He's quite like my older brother in that aspect.” Through the disheveled strands of hair scattered across her pale fface, Yvonne looked at the man she had loved for almost half of her liffe, tears slowly filling her eyes.
“You've worked hard tonight. Whatever you want, just tell Taylor,” Chrisstopher said, his attitude icy and indifferent. His warmth was only ressereed for Bella. Other women were nothing more than a means to arend..
“I want myyr red dress,” Yvonne whispered, her lips trembling.
Christopher’sseexpression remained indifferent. “Alright, I’ Taylor buy it for you!!” “That dress... You gave it totwo years ago... On my birth Yvonne choked backkhhen tears, clutching the sheets tightly a tears strearned down her delicate cheeks.
Yvonne fought back her teears, clinging to the sheets as she wept silently.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Is that so?” H Christopher's expression darkened, and he casually tugged at his lips. “Do you know why | chose the red dress for you? Because Bella likes red, so | enjoy seeing you in red.” A chill crept through Yvonne's body, her chest aching as if stabbed by a knife. Her feelings were ruthlessly trampled by Christopher.
Despite knowing the answer and being unable to escape from Bella’s shadow, she couldn't help but ask again and again, hoping for a different response.
“Rest well. As for what comes next, you already know, don’t you? You volunteered for it.” Christopher turned away, about to leave, when suddenly Yvonne rolled off the bed and grabbed his hand tightly.
“Christopher, do you have any feelings for me?” He looked back at her without any expression.
Yvonne burst into tears and asked. “Nothing? After all these years...
Not even a little?”
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