The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 805
“How dare you lay your hands on me?! I’m the eldest daughter of the Salvador family... Y-You...”
Bethany curled up in pain, sweat soaking her clothes as she groaned and rolled on the ground like a cocoon, yet her voice grew
weaker and increasingly uncertain.
Was that really the strength of a woman’s kick? That’s horrifying!
“Who cares if you’re the eldest daughter of the Salvador family? You’re not their youngest daughter anyway. So why can’t I hit
you?” sneered Yasmin, twisting her neck with a chilling gaze that sent
shivers down Bethany’s spine.
“Your life means nothing to me. To me, you’re no different from the
rat in the corner.”
Enraged and deeply humiliated, Bethany gritted her teeth as she struggled to rise from the ground, fueled by a surge of defiance
against Yasmin.
However, before she could regain her footing, Yasmin mercilessly kicked her again, sending Bethany crashing back to the
ground with
even greater force.
“Argh!” Bethany’s scream echoed in the warehouse.

Bethany lay sprawled on the ground, resembling a toad in agony. Tears and mucus mixed with dirt covered Bethany’s face,
making her
look more disheveled than the rats in the corner.
Yasmin had no sympathy for her plight. Just as she was about to deliver another blow, a cold voice came through her Bluetooth
earpiece. “That’s enough, Yasmin. You’ve been a little too harsh. Look
at her. Another blow, and she may be incapacitated.”
Yasmin hesitated before retracting her raised leg.
“Alright,” Yasmin replied.
Amidst her excruciating pain, Bethany could barely make out the conversation between the ruthless woman before her and
whoever
was on the other end of the line.
“So, you’re going to let her off like this?”
“There’s no need to be too harsh on her. A few slaps to wake her up
will do,” said Ryan nonchalantly, his tone dripping with a hint of
seductive laziness.

Meanwhile, on the other end, the scene inside the warehouse was shown on the TV screen in the backseat of the black Rolls-
Royce.
Watching Bethany’s miserable state with indifference, Ryan felt a sense of satisfaction and a desire to chuckle.
No, this was not enough to vent his anger.
Recalling all the wrongs this woman had inflicted upon his girlfriend, Ryan felt the urge to step in. He wanted to shatter Bethany’s
ribs, silence her malicious tongue, and sever her limbs to avenge the time
she had slapped Carrie.
However, Carrie was still one of Gregory Salvador’s daughters, and he
could not disregard that. Since he had not gained full control of the
Hoffman Group yet, if things escalated too much, it would be detrimental to him.
Ryan was not afraid of stirring up trouble, but he dreaded the idea of putting Carrie at risk.
He feared that he would not be able to protect Carrie.
Ryan felt a slight pressure in his chest as he pondered their impending engagement and the potential challenges ahead. He
sighed deeply.
His warm breath brushed against the delicate ear of the woman
nestled in his embrace.
“Mmm...”
Carrie let out a soft whimper as she blinked awake from her drowsiness. Her doe-like eyes appeared dreamy and tender.
“Did I wake you up? Hmm?” Ryan’s voice was husky as he lowered his brows and gently nibbled her rosy earlobe.
His affection for her ran deep. He never wanted to let go when he
held her, and he always longed for more when he kissed her.

“Mmm... No, you didn’t. I just happened to wake up.”