The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 1215

“Do you think your plan is foolproof, Charles?”

The mesmerizing voice belonged to Asher.

Something heavy tumbled to the ground with a thud, and an agonized groan followed.

It was Charles’ secretary.

Charles shuddered, and his heart raced.

“Just spare me. Please let me go…”

The secretary’s face contorted in pain. He was tied up, but his limbs hung limply

The tendons on his hands and feet were severed.

It was Asher’s M.O.

A lithe figure with foxy eyes followed Asher into the room.

“How are you going to manage without me?” Arnold looked worried for once.

The Larsons had received an invitation for tonight. As experts in medicine and supply, the Larsons would definitely be on the guest list.

The head of the Larson family was not pleased that his favorite daughter, Mila, was Wyatt’s kept woman. Hence, the Larsons avoided any events at which the Thompsons were in attendance.

They did not want to be embarrassed.

Nevertheless, since Journey Ventures was the host, the Larsons could not decline an invitation from them. With Arnold back in the country, the Larsons sent him to the event.

Arnold was happy to oblige, as his man would be there. It had been a day, and Arnold missed him.

Unbeknownst to him, drama awaited. Arnold wanted to stick up for his soon-to-be in-laws.

Arnold turned solemn. “A GHB overdose can lead to unconsciousness, extreme dizziness, disorientation, and vomiting. GHB’s effects come on quickly, and the victim will be knocked out in 10 to 15 minutes. At that point, the victim will be unconscious to whatever is done to them.”

Asher’s chest tightened. Bella and Justin exchanged glances in shock.

“Bastard! The fucking audacity of you to accuse me! I’m going to kill you!” Charles glared at his secretary.

If Justin had not pinned him under his foot, Charles would have cut the secretary’s tongue out.

“Amelia, you drank something they gave you…” Steven nervously held Amelia’s shoulders, worried the drug might damage her health.

Amelia’s throbbing head filled her tearful eyes with a daze. “I-I didn’t. I drank a glass of juice with Bella. I didn’t touch anything else.”

“Hahahahaha!”

Charles laughed maniacally and pounded his fist on the ground. “Do you have proof? You don’t! I told you that she hit on me. She’s the whore!”