The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"Ralph, you are truly optimistic!" Bella lamented, rubbing her temples.

Justin's jawline tensed.

His mind spun, contemplating what to do next as several female students walked out of the back gate, holding their phones and chatting loudly. Their mocking comments pierced through the air.

"OMG, did I see this correctly?! Isn't Amelia Thompson from Performing Arts? She's going live now and accusing Charles Iverson of raping her!" Those words were like a thunderbolt that struck Bella, Justin, and Steven on their heads.

Steven's face immediately turned pale and drained of color as his body trembled and staggered backward.

"Amelia was already a famous campus beauty at our academy, stealing all the limelight. How many days have passed since she graduated? Perhaps she couldn't stand the loneliness and wanted to gain attention." "Oh, she's clever! When she gathers enough attention and becomes a famous influencer, she can start earning money with her fame. She might even catch the eye of a producer and jump straight into the movie industry! It's called a shortcut, don't you understand?" "Hmph! Shortcut? I think she's biting off more than she can chew. She's playing with fire and will end up burning herself!" One of the girls with wavy hair did not hide her envy and disdain for Amelia. Her mouth curled into a hideous sneer. “She should look at her lowly self in the mirror. How dare she try to slander the second heir of the Iverson Group? Isn't she just begging for attention, live-streaming at this tto say Charles raped her?" "What? Does she even want this type of attention? How shameless!" "Exactly. Has she gone mad for fame? Reputation and virtue are so important to girls. Has she no shame?” The wavy-haired girl sneered. "Negative attention is still attention, and it's the quickest way to becfamous. But why did Amelia have to choose the Iverson family's second son? Isn't she provoking the Iversons by speaking of this in a livestream? Won't the Iverson family retaliate? Tsk! What a bitch. She really doesn't know her place!" Another girl mocked Amelia. "In my opinion, even if Amelia and Charles had sex, she must've offered herself to him. Perhaps Charles didn't pay her enough, so now she's venting on the livestream! Haha!" Their laughter and insults were unbearable to hear.

"Fuck! These gossiping women are full of shit! How dare they speak of Ms. Amelia like this!" lan cracked his fists.

Justin frowned, his dark eyes surging with suppressed rage as if a storm were brewing.

Steven's eyes were already bloodshot with intense rage and hatred. Although he faced a group of female students, he could no longer restrain himself. His muscles bulged underneath his suit, and the veins on his fists looked as if they were about to burst.

Just as the two men were about to act, a figure shot through like a flash of lightning, faster than their reactions. Sharp, high heels clicked fiercely on the ground, walking straight toward those girls.

The girls were still laughing when they looked up and saw Bella velstanding before them without expression. Her imposing aura immediately silenced them. S "You... You are..." Smack! Bella raised her slender arm and swung with full force, landing consecutive slaps on the girl, who said Amelia had offered herself to Charles.

The girl was stunned for a few seconds before she burst out in sobs from the pain.

The other girls were dumbfounded. Everything happened so fast that their minds had not processed it.

The wavy-haired girl quickly cto her senses, backing up and intending to run.

However, Bella reacted faster, grabbing the girl's hair and pulling her back like a rabbit.

"Ah! Letgo... Letgo!" The wavy-haired girl felt as if her scalp was about to be torn off. She was forced to turn her face, and she wet with four slaps before she could even steady herself. Her ears buzzed, and stars spun before her eyes.

The other girls huddled together and shuddered, shocked by the brutality and speed of the attack.

Although it was merely a slap, they felt as if this beautiful woman was trying to beat them to death. Bella's eyes were cold as she suddenly released her grip.

The wavy-haired girl immediately staggered back into the iron gate, collapsing on the ground.

"Is... Is that... Bella Thompson?" "I think so... She looks like her..." "How could it be her? How..." Bella patted her reddened hand gracefully. She glared at that foul-mouthed girl and curled her red lips. "Letintroduce myself. I am Bella Thompson, sister of Amelia Thompson, whom you regarded as the bitch who doesn't know her place." mmMwWLlilOfiflO&1 mmMwWLlilOfiflO&1 mmMwWLliI0fiflO&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliI0fifl0&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilOfiflO&1 mmMwWLliI0fiflO&1 mmMwWLlilOfiflO&1 mmMwWLliI0fifl0&1 mmMwWLlilOfiflO&1 mmMwWLlilOfiflO&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliI0fiflO&1 mmMwWLlilOfiflO&1 mmMwWLliI0fifl0&1 mmMwWLlilOfiflO&1 mmMwWLlilOfiflO&1 mmMwWLlilOfiflO&1 mmMwWLliI0fiflO&1 mmMwWLlilOfiflO&1 mmMwWLliI0fifl0&1 mmMwWLlilOfiflO&1