The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 813

Chapter 813 

A cold and hostile voice came from behind. Christopher halted his steps and narrowed his eyes, turning around while yawning. 

“James, is there anything you need? It’s getting late. I’d like to rest.” 

“Christopher, you’re quite good at acting. Your plan to achieve two goals at once is also impressive.” James stepped forward, staring at 

him sharply. 

“Huh?” Christopher tilted his head as if he did not understand. 

“You orchestrated Charles’ accident, didn’t you?” James stopped 

beating around the bush and confronted him directly. 

“Huh?” Christopher continued to feign ignorance. 

“You sent someone to crash into his car, but you didn’t kill him. 

Instead, you crippled him.” 

James, being smart, had seen through Christopher’s vicious 

intentions. “Then, you presented an idea to Dad, recommending Ms. 

Bella, just so you could have his approval and show your capability to 

share his burden. Christopher, you’re indeed a cunning monster!” 

Christopher’s long fingers adjusted his glasses. He raised his chin 

slightly and suddenly burst into laughter. 

His laughter echoed through the empty hallway, making James feel a 

chill crawling down his spine. 

“James, how could you be the Iverson Group’s chairman? With your 

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story-writing skills, you’d flourish as a writer. You wouldn’t have been suppressed by Justin and Asher in the business field for so many years!” Christopher clutched his chest and laughed. 

James gritted his teeth. “Christopher!” 

“What does Charles’ accident have to do with me? If you insist, then there’s nothing I could do or say.” 

After that, Christopher turned around and left. 

James pulled out his phone with a gloomy gaze and pressed on the screen, ending the recording. 

Back in his room, Christopher took off his coat and had a bath. Then 

he sat on the sofa with a glass of red wine. 

How delightful. 

Sometimes, making someone wish that they were dead was more 

exhilarating than actually killing them. 

Someone knocked on the door. Taylor walked in and locked the door 

behind him. 

“Mr. Christopher, you’re looking for me?” 

“Did you handle everything properly?” Christopher sipped on his wine. 

“Yes. The truck driver will take all the blame. He will not utter a word 

about the truth.” 

“Good. Tomorrow, I’ll go to Hatchbay with Lance to convince Bella to 

treat Charles.” 

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“Huh? Why? How did Chairman Iverson know…?”