The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

In an instant, James became the target of everyone's gaze.
Mrs. Iverson stared at Colin's face, trembling and cowering in Christopher's arms. Her muddled eyes were bloodshot, and her
whole body shook violently, teetering on the edge of collapse.
Even though Sophie was mostly in a state of mental confusion, the sight of the man who had brought her great humiliation all
those years ago triggered a deep-seated resentment within her. Bella felt a pang of sympathy for Sophie. No matter how many
wrongs Christopher had committed, his mother was innocent. However, Bella was in no position to offer the poor woman any
comfort. She would not give Christopher any chances.
Still unclear about the situation, Lance looked at Christopher in surprise. "Christopher, why did you bring this man here?"
"James, do you want to explain what you did back then to Dad, or should I do it for you?" Christopher's icy gaze locked onto
James.
"Christopher, your act is getting more and more elaborate." James' heart pounded like a drum, but he maintained a disdainful
facade, determined to hold his ground.
"I don't know this person. This happened fifteen years ago, and even Dad doesn't remember him. You've dragged in some
shabby actor claiming to be Dad's bodyguard. Faking evidence requires at least some semblance of credibility."
"Fifteen years ago?" Christopher smirked, his eyes full of mockery.
"I haven't even mentioned what happened, and you already know it was fifteen years ago. It seems you're very well-informed."
James' heart tightened. He didn't want to argue any longer and yelled through gritted teeth, "Guards! Get this nobody out of
here!"
Just as the Iverson family's bodyguards stepped forward to handle the situation, Colin suddenly lunged at James, screaming
hysterically. "James! It's all your fault that I'm in this state! You made me approach and seduce Mrs. Iverson, but she resisted. So
you found two thugs and had her drugged. You even kidnapped her to a hotel and forced me to fake having slept with her just to
take those compromising photos to send to Chairman Iverson!"
His explosive revelations stunned everyone.
Lance felt his mind explode, his vision darkening. The scandal that had haunted him all these years came crashing back like a
tidal wave.

"Stop... Stop talking!" Mrs. Iverson let out a piercing scream as she clutched her head in agony.
"You're spouting nonsense!" James' noble facade shattered, and his eyes were red with rage. "How much did Christopher pay
you to slander me like this?"
Sweating profusely, James turned to Lance and pleaded desperately, "Dad! Christopher is framing me! Astrid and Charles'
current plight might be his doing, and now he's targeting me! Don't believe this despicable liar's words!"
The sight of the dignified eldest son of the Iverson family publicly accusing his brother in front of their father was somewhat
laughable.
"If not for Mr. Christopher saving my life, I'd have been killed abroad long ago!" Colin, restrained by the guards, seemed ready to
tear out James' throat with his teeth.
"You sent me abroad to keep me from exposing your scheme against Mrs. Iverson. You had me monitored and forced me into
drug addiction to control me forever! It was only in the past six months that I finally had a chance to escape your grasp."
Colin had made his way to Sentania and ended up in one of Christopher's casinos, where he was discovered and detained as a
crucial witness. It seemed fate had finally intervened.
The entire venue erupted in chaos!
Meanwhile, Christopher live-streamed everything happening inside the Iverson mansion's grand hall, broadcasting it to all the
journalists present. Cameras and phones captured every moment, and the footage was uploaded to the internet in real time.
In no time, the internet exploded with activity. Videos of the incident were shared and forwarded, quickly amassing millions of
views in a short span of time. The platform even crashed due to the overwhelming number of people flocking to witness the
fallout of his sensational Iverson family scandal.