The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Yvonne heard it clearly, but her brain and body seemed disconnected, unable to react at all.

"Go on." Christopher urged, his eyes gradually turning cold.

Yvonne stood up stiffly, trembling slightly. The dress she wore was drenched in sweat.

She was still alive, but it felt as if she had died over and over again.

She walked to Oscar, and those few steps seemed to take up half a lifetime.

Oscar's hands were bound. He pressed his head against the ground as support to straighten his back, kneeling wobbly before her. From the moment he was caught, Oscar knew he could not survive. But he was unwilling to die like worthless trash. He wanted to die with pride.

Taylor walked up and held Yvonne's cold hands, forcing her to grip the gun.

Oscar, with his face full of blood, smiled gently at Yvonne as if he were comforting her.

Yvonne closed her teary eyes. This basement was an execution ground for her heart.

Suddenly, her pupils contracted. Oscar's left eye was bloody, leaving only his right eye. Others might not notice it, but the way she saw it, his right eye seemed to blink rhythmically.

Yvonne's mind flashed with a thought, and she reacted immediately.

The Morse code! Her fingertips trembled by her side, tapping along with Oscar's blinks, remembering the last words he could not say out loud. "Yvonne, do it. Don't make Mr. Christopher unhappy." Taylor stared at her with a complicated gaze.

Yvonne slowly raised her hand, pointing the gun at Oscar.

She panted heavily, almost in tears, but she could not pull the trigger for a long time.

For a moment, she even contemplated killing herself.

Just as everyone's focus was gathered on Yvonne, Oscar, kneeling on the ground, suddenly stood up and fiercely knocked Yvonne aside with all his strength! Yvonne staggered as she fell backward, but Taylor reacted quickly and supported her.

"Christopher, you asshole! Go to hell!" Oscar glared at Christopher with his blood-soaked eyes. He pounced on Christopher like an enraged lion, with a speed that all of the subordinates could not react to.

These subordinates had all undergone professional training. They should not have been so slow to react, including Taylor. However, they let their guard down! They did not expect someone who was tortured to a half-dead state would suddenly have a powerful burst of energy. Christopher did not react in tas well. The glass in his hand fell to the floor.

The next second, he let out a piercing scream. "Ah!" Oscar's eyes bulged as he fiercely bit on Christopher's left ear.

"Mr. Christopher!" Everyone panicked, not knowing what to do.

Taylor burned with anger and roared, picking up the gun, aiming it at Oscar, and firing three shots into his back continuously. Yvonne could not restrain herself anymore, tears streaming uncontrollably down her face.

The entire basement was enveloped in deadly silence.

Lying on top of Christopher, Oscar finally collapsed.

Taylor was so frightened that his face was covered in sweat. He ran to Christopher. "Mr. Christopher! How are you..." The next second, he shockingly saw that Christopher's left ear was a bloody mess, and he was missing a chunk of flesh on the tip, making his scalp tingle.

"Call the doctor... Call the doctor now!" Christopher's face was pale from pain, and he roared with a twisted face, "Chop him into pieces and feed him to the dogs!" As he needed stitches for his severe injuries, Christopher was urgently sent to the hospital.

Taylor stayed in the basement to get rid of Oscar's body.

"Mr. Taylor, let them leave first. I want to speak to you." Yvonne stared at Oscar's peaceful face. Her long, thick eyelashes were unblinking, as if they had frozen over.

Seeing how haggard she looked, Taylor felt torn and ordered the others to leave first.

"Tay..." Yvonne suddenly called him with a trembling voice.

Taylor's heart skipped a beat, and his usually gloomy gaze becpassionate. "Yvonne, you haven't calledthat for many years." "Tay, can you please leave Oscar's body intact?" Yvonne was almost begging.

"You're too stubborn!" Taylor anxiously grabbed her thin shoulders. "This guy is your accomplice, right? Do you know that Mr. Christopher already suspects you?" "Luckily, this guy suddenly went mad and didn't rat you out, so I took the chance to kill him. If he said anything against you, do you think your ending would be any better than his?!" Content belongs to en.swYvonne stared blankly at this man who cared for her, but the hatred in her heart raged on like wildfire.

Christopher was a demon, while Taylor was the demon's claws.

This man, who shot Oscar three times, still had the audacity to act like he did it for her sake. How disgusting! "You even want to give this guy a proper burial? If Mr. Christopher finds out..." "Then don't let him know." Yvonne looked at hing with determination, but her voice was soft. "Oscar has always been kind to me, treatinglike his sister. His death... It was my fault Tay, I've never asked you for anything... Letbeg you just this once, okay? I know you can do something." Content belongs to en.swTaylor cared about her. Combined with Yvonne's tearful eyes, he instantly felt softhearted and sighed helplessly. "Okay, I promise you." "Thank you..." Yvonne was full of gratitude.

"But you must promiseto stop thinking about scheming against Mr. Christopher. Don't plot anything else!" Thinking about Oscar's death, Yvonne's heart was about to burst, oozing out thick blood. "Then when will the new drug succeed?" "Soon, soon..." Taylor murmured softly in her ear.