The Scorned Heiress: No More Mercy novel Chapter 677

"What a useless piece of trash. The only reason a moron like her gets to sit on the throne as Mrs. Dennis is sheer, dumb luck," Jovani mutters, her lips curling in disgust. Deanna isn't even a worthy opponent; destroying her offers zero thrill.

Sighing in boredom, Jovani picks up her phone and dials a number. "Leak some actual evidence to her," she commands her operative. "If we don't spoon-feed her, the idiot will never figure it out. Ha."

Honestly, Jovani is baffled by how incredibly dense Deanna is. It makes perfect sense why Charles managed to keep his affair hidden for decades. Charles barely has to try to keep his secrets safe from his oblivious wife. Jovani feels like she is losing her mind dealing with such staggering incompetence.

A cold, mocking smile touches her lips, her eyes flashing with utter contempt.

Several days later.

Deanna sits in her opulent living room, feeling a wave of relief. Since her investigator turned up nothing, she had convinced herself she was just being paranoid. She is just about to pour herself a cup of tea when her phone rings. The investigator has finally uncovered a massive bombshell.

Her heart drops into her stomach. Deep down, she wished he had found absolutely nothing. But now that the evidence is here, she can't just stick her head in the sand.

Taking a trembling breath, Deanna demands the details. Once she hangs up, she stares blankly at the wall, her hand still frozen against her ear.

Slowly, agonizingly, she opens the thick manila envelope that was couriered to her.

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