The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge



The call was from Attorney Lyles. Justin's eyes flickered as he quickly picked up the phone. "Hi, Mr. Lyles."

"Mr. Salvador, there's big trouble at the Iverson Group!"

Justin had already made arrangements for Lyles' family to live overseas with professional bodyguards to ensure their safety, so Lyles no longer had to worry and was ready to fully support Justin.

"The Iverson Group is now under the control of a stand-in executive vice president, and it's been secretly purchased by a foreign investment firm from Sentania!"Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

A sharp glint flashed through Justin's clear, dark eyes.

Justin, an experienced businessman, instantly understood the true motivation behind Christopher's actions. The mysterious investment firm that acquired the Iverson Group was undoubtedly Christopher himself.

This sort of strategy was nothing out of the ordinary in the business world.

"With the howling winds and foes closing in from all sides, Christopher's dirty deeds are gradually coming to light."

Justin's voice was grave, and his thoughts whirled. "The Iverson Group has become a liability for him. He's the one who cleaned up the mess his father and brother left behind, and he is well aware of the methods he used to do it. There's no way it can stand up to scrutiny."

"It was exposed that his people were involved in arranging the contract killing. Even if Taylor admits to the crime, the police will still thoroughly investigate Christopher. This will likely have equally devastating consequences for him. Now, Christopher has no choice but to cut ties with the Iverson Group and go into hiding."

"However, Christopher is only cutting off his public association with the Iverson Group. Secretly, he's established a private investment firm to secretly acquire the company and become its true proprietor."

Lyles sighed in frustration. “Mr. Salvador, your analysis makes a lot of sense. I had my own doubts about this too!"

"Lyles, do you have any idea where Christopher is right now?"

"I've asked around everywhere, but nobody seems to know his whereabouts!" Lyles sounded helpless. "To him, I'm just a tool to clean up his mess. Why would he share something so important with me?"

Justin's voice grew gentler. "Don't worry, you've done a great job as it is."

"But while I was working with him, I used my position to get some dirt on him-I found proof that he was embezzling money and secretly transferring company funds. I also have a recording of him instructing me to negotiate with Deputy Chief Qwen Hopkins. If that recording got out, it would really mess him up; he wouldn't be able to talk his way out of it, no matter what he tried."

Justin shook his head firmly. “No, that recording won't work. Not only would it be inadmissible in court, but if it got out, it would ruin your career as an attorney. I don't want to see a situation where everyone loses."

Lyles was visibly moved. "Mr. Salvador..."

"But the thing you mentioned about the secret company fund transfers that's the key. If we can get a full investigation into Iverson Group, we can expose Christopher's shady dealings. Then we'll have a chance to arrest him and make him face the consequences."

The two hostesses from Pivotage were taken back to the station, while other officers secured the entrances of the Pivotage and thoroughly searched the entire building.

Ralph joined the distraught Drew in their desperate search for Yvonne, even rummaging through the cabs in their frantic efforts.

Drew just could not believe the fact that Yvonne had left and gone off to marry Taylor.

But the truth of it all was right in front of him, and he could no longer fool himself.

"Drew, I know this is upsetting. Even though Ms. Smith is gone, at the very least, she's safe." Ralph racked his brain, but that was the best he could come up with to try and comfort him.

Drew's tall, muscular body suddenly froze, then became tense and slumped.

"Drew..." Ralph looked at him, feeling a mix of sorrow, helplessness, and even heartache.

Drew had always been the brightest and most lively among them-bold and meticulous, always optimistic, the kind of person who could take on the world without fear.

But the man standing before him now appeared isolated, merging into the gloomy surroundings, conveying a profound sense of dejection. Ralph could barely discern his silhouette.

"Is this all there is?" With his back still turned, Drew's voice came out hoarse, almost choking with emotion. "Is this all that is left for us?"