The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 1286

Right after Charles walked out of prison, he immediately went to fix his two front teeth, continuing to live a carefree life under the protection of the Iverson family.

Despite his bruised face, it did not stop him from throwing a wild party at the Iverson Manor’s courtyard. He invited a bunch of young models over, indulging in an extravagant revelry of wine and pleasure.

However, an unfortunate impotence plagued him, allowing him to see but not partake in the pleasures before him.

His frustrations led him to consume an entire pack of aphrodisiacs, which resulted in a severe case of poisoning. His eyes rolled back as he foamed at the mouth, and his body convulsed uncontrollably. The emergency medical personnel rushed him to the hospital in the middle of the night for an emergency gastric lavage.

Upon hearing of his son’s distressing situation, a mixture of anger, hatred, and urgency surged within Lance. However, he could only swallow his pride. He secretly sought out every means possible to treat his son’s impotence.

With the Thompsons withdrawing their lawsuit, he felt incredibly fortunate. At such a critical moment, even if he harbored thoughts of retaliation, he knew he must keep a low profile and avoid drawing attention.

However, the situation was far grimmer for Hunter.

That night, Hunter got beaten to a pulp. Elias also made sure he carried out his threats, having his henchmen stuff hot feces into Hunter’s mouth.

This vile act left Hunter unable to stomach any food for days, as everything tasted like excrement to him. He could not stop dry-heaving and nearly vomited bile. He even developed a high fever due to extreme distress.

To Hunter, this humiliating ordeal was worse than death.

Baffled and tormented, Hunter struggled to comprehend who would stoop so low to force him into such a humiliating situation.

Then, one night, as he lay feverish and on the brink of death, a sudden memory struck him.

During the beating, he had faintly noticed a lapel pin on one of the thug’s suits. It was like a red bird.

Could it be a Vermilion Bird—the emblem of Savrow’s most formidable gang, the Southern Star Syndicate?!

Hunter screamed in horror, instinctively clutching his head as if reacting to a shock, his teeth chattering as his body broke into a cold sweat.

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