The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 2433

“You can’t understand what I’m saying, can you? Then those ears of yours are pretty useless. After all, you’re already a cripple. Adding deafness to your list of disabilities shouldn’t bother you much.”

At this moment, Drew wanted nothing more than to put a bullet into Grant’s skull.

However, he had promised Justin that he would never take another life. It was a promise that had to be kept.

“I’ll definitely save my wife. But if I can’t, you’ll lose more than an ear next time.”

Drew yanked Grant’s hair, his eyes red and watery. His voice shook as he spoke each word. “The pain Yvonne has endured… I’ll repay it a thousandfold, ten thousandfold.”

With that, he tossed Grant aside and stormed off with his coat billowing behind him.

“Sir! I’ll get someone to take you to the hospital right away!” Clarice crawled to Grant’s feet, trembling as she looked at the pool of blood. She fumbled for her phone but could not keep her hands steady.

“Ha... Hahaha!” Grant grabbed the bloody piece of his ear, tilting his head back as he let out a wild, unhinged laugh. “Interesting... This is simply too interesting!”

Clarice froze, her face pale and shaking like a scared bird. “Sir... What about Yvonne? Should we...?”

“Don’t let her die. But don’t let her live well either.”

Grant tossed the bloody piece aside and closed his eyes, reveling in the twisted pleasure that came with extreme pain.

“You’re a woman too. Surely you have plenty of experience making another woman suffer.”

…

As soon as Drew exited the club, a group of thugs summoned by Clarice surrounded him.

In the midst of a fierce scuffle, a sleek black sports car came out of nowhere, mowing down several of the assailants.

The piercing screech of brakes cut through the night as the car door flung open in front of Drew.

“Get in!” Justin’s chiseled features stood out sharply in the dark, radiating an unwavering presence.

Drew leaped into the car without hesitation, and the sports car sped off, leaving the thugs behind.

Ian snorted coldly. “Dr. Wagner sure is singing your praises now! He’s practically begging with tears streaming down his face. He promised to do anything to make it up to you.”

“Have all the surveillance cameras around Yvonne’s last known location been checked?”

“We’ve gone through everything, but the car she was in vanished after heading toward the Waverly East District.”

Ian’s tone grew grim. “However, while combing through the footage, I stumbled upon something interesting—a rather unexpected scene.”

“What did you find?”

“I saw that on the night Yvonne went missing, Jace intercepted Clarice’s car. They got into a confrontation, and Jace ended up beating the crap out of her! Honestly, it was satisfying to watch!”