The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 1782

The secretary was shocked. “In… In his original words?”

Lance said impatiently, “Of course!”

“Mr. James said, ‘Marrying that bitch is the stupidest decision you’ve made in your life.’”

“Fucking bullshit!”

Lance punched the bed angrily, his eyes filled with rage. “I trusted him unconditionally, regarded him highly, and pushed him to become the Iverson Group’s CEO. Failing to see his true colors is the stupidest decision I’ve made!”

In any case, it was all his fault.

Thinking back to what happened at the dinner banquet and how this ungrateful bastard schemed against his wife and kept it a secret for so many years, causing his reputation to plummet and shaking the Iverson Group, Lance wished he could storm into prison to shoot James a hundred times.

“Mr. James also said that Mr. Christopher suddenly returned to Savrow from Sentania, not because he wanted to help you with your troubles. He had been lying low, gathering his strength to avenge his mother and take the Iverson Group for himself.”

The secretary dared not change anything about James’ last words since it was an important matter. He could only relay the message word-for-word. “Mr. Charles and Ms. Astrid ended up like this, seemingly due to the Thompson family, but in actuality, Mr. Christopher was behind it all. Mr. James also said that now that the three of them are down, Mr. Christopher’s next target will be you.”

Lance’s body shook. The blood drained from his ashen face.

At this moment, he recalled carefully. The turmoil in the Iverson Group seemed to have started after Christopher returned.

Back then, although Sophie was framed by his three children and he was deceived, Lance listened to their slanders without investigating and threw the mother and son to fend for themselves in Sentania for fifteen years.

Lance was the one who dealt the fatal blow to Christopher and Sophie.

Thinking of this, a chill went down Lance’s spine. The tiny glimmer of guilt in his heart was quickly replaced by fear and anger.

Suddenly, the ward’s door swung open.

Christopher’s handsome face was shrouded in a layer of heavy and cold shadow, his faintly smiling eyes mixed with a chilling evil light.

Lance’s pupils contracted, and he subconsciously wanted to hide the share transfer agreement in his hands.