The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 836

“Which other idiot could it be if not him?” Drew sighed, lit a cigarette
between his lips, and shot Axel a resentful glare.

“I really don’t understand what Bella's thinking. She's already
divorced, and there are scandals everywhere about that jerk. Why
does she still have to go to such lengths to help him? She should just
let him be!”

Axel tried to comfort him. “Just think of it as Bella doing some

charity. Don’t take it too seriously.”

“Huh? Would Arnold be willing to treat Jerkface Justin?”

Axel remarked casually, “He would probably do it. I mean, there's
nothing Bella can’t handle once she sets her mind to it.”

“Oh well. Since I don't come back often, I can't just leave without
doing anything,” Drew added, taking a deep drag of his cigarette. He
squinted his bright eyes and exhaled a smoke ring.

“How about this? I'll sneak into the operating room and take the
opportunity to take care of Jerkface Justin.” Drew suggested, makin a slashing
motion across his neck as he spoke.

Axel immediately shivered and exclaimed, “Hey, don’t mess around! If you dare
touch Justin, Savrow will be turned upside down! Don’t make

it difficult for Bella and Dad!”

“Hehe, I'm just kidding.”

Drew gave Axel a pat on the shoulder before making his way toward
the crowded dance floor. He had a bit too much to drink and needed
to sober up.

Axel glanced at the packed dance floor, feeling a bit stifled. Since he
wasn't fond of the smell of smoke, he decided to step out for some
fresh air.

The dance floor was alive with psychedelic lights, pulsating music, and the
alluring movements of beautiful women. The atmosphere

was electric, sending adrenaline coursing through the crowd.

Drew danced closely with other women, a cigarette dangling from his
lips. While he had some skills on the dance floor, his style leaned
toward the ghetto side. If it weren't for his good looks, he might have
been mistaken for a rogue.

Suddenly, Drew caught a whiff of a fragrance that left his mind hazy.
Combined with the alcohol he had consumed, it momentarily left him
feeling confused and dazed.

Before he knew it, Drew found himself colliding with a warm, fragrant body,
sending him stumbling backward.

Instinctively, he wrapped his arms around the woman's slender wa
their bodies pressed tightly together.

She smelled heavenly, and her body was irresistibly soft.

As the lights shifted, Drew squinted his eyes and looked down at the
person in his arms.

In an instant, Drew felt as though he had been struck by lightning. His fingers
trembled with a tingling sensation as he held the woman's

waist.

“Bella?” Drew blurted it out instinctively.

But something wasn't right. This woman could not have been Bella.
Bella didn’t have a mole on her eyebrow, nor would she ever wear this
type of sweet perfume.

Suddenly, Drew's pupils contracted as his memory flashed back to
Meridan.

“Is it you?!” Drew exclaimed.

It was the woman he had encountered by chance in a foreign country.
She left an unforgettable impression on him.

“Do you know me, handsome? But I don’t know you,” Yvonne slurred,
her eyes cloudy from the alcohol. Her arms were wrapped around
Drew's neck, and her warm breath tickled his neck. “But... I like your
direct way of approaching me.”