NovelStartThe next moment, Christopher's hand holding the gun moved behind Yvonne. He pulled her by the waist to press her tightly against himself.
"You did well this time. Not only do I not blyou for what happened, but I'd like tomend you for it. Thanks to you, that woman by Ryan's side is dead. She lost herposure, acted rashly, and fell into Liam's trap because you leaked the information to her. She lost her life because of that. It caused Ryan immense pain, even turning his hair white overnight.' Yvonne's face was expressionless.
She felt like every word he spoke was like a knife stabbing into her heart, peeling away chunks of her flesh, and leaving behind a mess of shand agony.
"Continue to follow your plans and act freely. I know you won't disappoint me." Christopher released her. His playful gaze traced the curves of her waist. "You look really good in Drew Brown's coat. Remember to wear this at his funeral." When Yvonne returned to her room, the setting sun outside the window dyed her pale face with a layer of tragic red.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe stumbled to the full-length mirror and slowly took off the black trench coat.
In the mirror, she was naked. Her trembling, slender body was covered in shameful bruises. Those were proof of what Christopher had done to her all afternoon.
The seemingly gentlemanly beast had not truly taken her. However, he tormented her in every possible way. Throughout the man's cruel acts, she did not make a sound. She just laid there like a corpse.
In fact, she had already died long ago.
Even though Christopher's gun had no bullets, the moment he pulled the trigger, it was as if he had killed her.
Yvonne tilted her head back slightly, but tears streamed down her cheeks uncontrollably, washing over her face repeatedly. Twas running out for her.
Next time, Christopher would surely use a loaded gun.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
She recognized the knock and hurriedly wiped away her tears. She put on her clothes and went to open the door.
"Ms. Smith!" It was the young bodyguard, Oscar, who was on good terms with her. He looked at her with concern. "Are you alright?" e in quickly," Yvonne said, letting him into the room.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmChapter 1976 1 He was also one of Christopher's men, so he knew what had happened that afternoon.
"Thanks..." Yvonne's fingers trembled as she took it, and her voice choked with emotion.
"Ms. Smith, you're living such a hard life. Haven't you ever thought about..." Oscar's eyes reddened, his words stopping midway. "I have, Oscar." Yvonne took a deep breath, tears clinging to her eyelashes. "I've thought about it for a long time, even in my dreams. But I have no choice." "You're too naive..." Besides, Christopher had the Boss's backing.
Over the years, Yvonne had apanied Christopher to Meridan several times. Yet, she had never seen the Boss's face.
However, she knew well that the Boss was an adversary that even Bella and Justin might struggle to contend with.
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