The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 730

Chapter 730 

Bella did not feel awkward. If she did, she would be looking down on Christopher. 

She could distinguish love from hate, but she would never look down 

on or scorn anyone. It was not how she was raised. 

“It’s alright. Since they refused to let us in, we can come here when it’s open to the public. Let’s go.” 

Bella did not want to cause Christopher any trouble. She said calmly,” If you want to ride a horse, we can go to my family’s racecourse. It’s the same thing.” 

Just as she prepared to leave, Christopher grabbed her hand, tightening his grip. “Bella, don’t go. We must get in tonight.” 

Bella’s fingertips trembled, and she instinctively wanted to pull her hand away but failed. 

Christopher’s tone was dominating. Since they reunited, this w first time Bella saw his assertive side. 

The bodyguards exchanged a glance and said coldly, “You’d leave soon. If not, we won’t be so polite anymore. Mr. Charles is receiving guests inside, and unauthorized personnel are not allow to disturb him!” 

Bella rolled her eyes. 

Unauthorized personnel? How could they have such audacity? 

“Oh? Is that so?” 

Christopher regained his composure instead and casually walked to the bodyguards. “What if I had to go in?” 

“Are you looking for trouble?” 

A bodyguard glared at Christopher fiercely and acted as if he were about to push him. 

Unexpectedly, before his hand even touched Christopher’s shirt, he felt the world spin around him. His arm made a cracking sound, then he screamed in pain. 

Bella’s eyes widened. She watched as the bodyguard was thrown to the ground with a suplex. The bodyguard could not get up again. 

The other bodyguard was enraged and rushed forward, but the same thing happened. 

“Bella, let’s go.” Christopher pulled a white napkin from his pocket and wiped his hands, saying gently to Bella. 

He gave off a scholarly demeanor, looking graceful as if he had nothing to do with the man who threw hands just now. 

Bella was speechless. 

Christopher pursed his lips. He grabbed her hand again, walking forward while looking straight. 

“Wait! Who are you?” The bodyguards on the ground asked with a grimace. 

Christopher’s footsteps halted. “I’m an Iverson.” 

The two bodyguards collapsed, their faces pale with fright. 

On the other side, Justin, who could not contact Bella, sat anxiously 

in his car. 

“Mr. Salvador, are you unable to contact Young Madam?” lan looked 

worried. 

“Yeah. Although Bella hates me, she would never ignore my calls.”