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The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 1329
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Ryan's throat bobbed, and his desire had been ignited too. He had even thought of how to love Carrie tonight and in what

positions.

“Pervert!” Bella bit her red lips, elbowing Justin in the ribs.

The three of them returned to the living room and sat down.

At this moment, Carrie fell asleep while watching TV, so Yasmin cdownstairs after taking care of her and served the ttea.

Yasmin looked at Ryan, seemingly hesitant to speak. After all, it was not the tto give a report.

“] went back to the Hoffman family.”

Ryan lowered his head and drank a sip of tea, his tone heavy and full of guilt. “Justin, Bella, | must apologize to you. My

grandfather still bailed out Zoe in the end.”

Upon hearing this name, Justin's eyes instantly flashed with icy murderous intent.

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“She’s indeed ridiculously out of line, but it's not to the extent of being convicted. I've already expected her to be released after

being locked up for a few weeks.”

Bella did not show much emotion and was calm. “However, even if she was released, Zoe's social life in the country was as good

as dead. Due to all those scandals, her reputation was ruined. That woman's dreams of standing under the spotlight and gaining

everyone's attention have been completely shattered. Even if she’s from the Hoffman family, most of the TV channels and media

have blacklisted her. She cannot appear in public events or even live broadcasts, let alone be a pianist. The two notorious women

in Savrow, Shannon and Zoe, will be remembered for ages, though not in the way they wanted.”

“It's not enough. It’s far from enough.”

Justin's eyes burned with angry flames as if they could turn everything into ashes, and he gripped Bella's hand so tightly that it

hurt. “The harm she caused Bella is enough to make her pay for it by dying a miserable death. This punishment is too light for her!

Ryan, although she is your sister, | have to warn you that | won't show her any mercy.”

Bella's heart trembled slightly. She rested her head on Justin's shoulder, feeling inexplicably safe.

“Sigh, Justin, you might not have a chance to act. I've sent her away.”

Ryan sighed in frustration. His brows furrowed deeply. “My grandfather and mother wantto protect her. | fought with them, but

in the end, the conclusion was to exile her. | will watch her closely and forbid her from returning to Savrow. Bella, | can only do this

much for now. | also want to punish her properly, but...”

“Ryan, you don’t need to explain. | understand your difficulty.”

Bella smiled faintly, comforting him. “I'm already grateful for what you've done. It's enough. | don’t need more. Your career is in an

important phase now. If you go too far with Zoe, your restless uncle might hold it against you, and your grandfather would bear a

grudge in his heart. Don’t underestimate these grudges. They might becthe strongest obstacle on your path to controlling the

Hoffman family. Moreover, compared to getting my revenge on that brat, what | want more is to see you and Carrie living happily

together. | want to see you marry her, even if you have to face countless obstacles. | hope you will have enough power to fight

against anyone and protect her.”

Bella meant that she wanted Ryan to firmly grasp the real power of the Hoffman family.

Only with enough power could he guarantee a bright future with Carrie.

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“Bella, Justin, rest assured and leave Carrie to me.”

Ryan looked at Bella gratefully, feeling happy for Justin to have such an understanding and considerate woman as his lover, from

the depths of his heart.

However, Ryan was not jealous.

In his heart, Carrie was perfect.

When Taylor hurriedly rushed to report the situation to Christopher, Christopher was training his shooting skills in the shooting

range.

He wore a spotless white shirt and ironed black slacks, with black leather sleeves tied to his arm, showing his tense muscles.

Under the gold-rimmed glasses, his gaze was cold and sharp, and his gun-handling posture was on point. He fired three

consecutive shots at the target, which was a hundred meters away.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Taylor quickly covered his ears, staring at his boss with admiration.