The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 2172

“Don’t move!” Taylor roared, pulling Yvonne into his arms. He pressed his elbow hard against her chest, the barrel of his gun against her temple. “If you want to see the woman you love die right in front of you, then go ahead. Try me!”

Taylor knew very well that Drew was a top-level agent who could take down a hundred men single-handedly and end his life in the blink of an eye.

He had no shot at escaping, and Yvonne was his last bargaining chip.

The woman he claimed to love had now become a hostage. How pathetic and laughable!

“Drew... Don't worry about me... Just go!” Yvonne cried, tears streaming down her face, but her tone was resolute.

“If you dare hurt her, I swear I will make sure you die a terrible death!” Drew's eyes were bloodshot, and a cold, murderous aura surged in him.

“Yvonne and I have already registered our marriage. She’s my wife. She’s my woman now!"

Taylor’s expression twisted with madness as he tightened his grip on Yvonne, causing her face to flush red. “We could have finished the wedding, escaped, and lived a happy, carefree life together. You ruined it all! You’re the one who’s destroying Yvonne! It’s all because of you!"

“Taylor… Wake up…”

Yvonne gasped for air, beads of sweat forming on her forehead. “Can’t you see it yet? This is all a trap set by Christopher. He made you marry me and forced this grand wedding to draw attention to you while he escapes. He plans to use our deaths to secure his own freedom. You think you’re his confidant, his right hand... But from the beginning, you’ve been nothing more than a pawn to be discarded!”

“Enough! Do you think I don’t know that?! I don’t need you to remind me of any of that!”

Finally, Taylor lost control. He shouted furiously, “What are you all standing around for?! Kill him!”

The Iverson men under Christopher’s command were not supposed to obey Taylor.

However, Drew’s presence made them realize the gravity of the situation. They all pulled out their weapons, ready to take him down.

Just then, two imposing figures burst through the door.

It was Justin and Ralph.

Dressed in black tactical gear and bulletproof vests, their faces were sharp and cold, their eyes fierce. They held their guns steady.

Then, they swiftly took out Christopher’s men who had aimed at Drew.

At that moment, the two brothers battled side by side, testing their courage, skills, and marksmanship.

No matter the circumstances, they always pushed themselves to confront the enemy and each other.