The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge novel Chapter 1311

Taylor probed. “Mr. Iverson, will the psycho bitch go along with it?”

“She will, so long as I’m involved.” Christopher raised his brow haughtily.

“Congratulations on getting rid of that problem once and for all.” Taylor grinned ingratiatingly. “Once Charles is out of the picture, James will be next. The old man would have to pin his hope on you, and the Iverson Group will be yours.”

“I hope so.”

Christopher narrowed his eyes and looked up at the dark, boundless sky. His eyes glistened with untold emotions. “I owe everything to him. I just hope I don’t let him down.”

“That reminds me, Mr. Iverson. I just received word that your private jet is in position.”

“That took a while, but at least it was worth the wait.”

Christopher propped his gold-rimmed glasses up against his nose bridge as a sinister glint streaked across his eyes. “Get in touch with Maxwell and tell him that everything is in place.

“It’s time to send him and his friends to hell.”

…

Christopher’s fancy ride headed straight to Pivotage.

With his sweeping goals and ambition in mind, Christopher chuckled in glee.

Everything was in his control.

“Asher and the other Thompson brothers won’t let their dear sister wander off. If Wyatt can’t find her, the Thompson boys definitely—”

Christopher put his glasses back on and looked out the window in shock.

“Stop the car!”

Taylor slammed the brakes, sweat pouring down his forehead.

Christopher pressed his palms against the window. His hurried breathing left the glass condensed. Still, he could not mistake the silhouette he saw.

Across the road, a loving couple stood shoulder-to-shoulder in front of a food truck and munched on their food before lifting their heads to exchange glances with a smile.