Chapter 452: Chapter 452

The Divorced Heiress’s RevengeWords: 4290

“Ms. Thompson! Please wait a moment!”

A swarm of reporters closed in around Bella, as if they had hit the jackpot.

Steven was still dealing with the situation inside the hall at this point, leaving Bella alone with no

bodyguards. Even though these reporters had no malicious intent, they put her in a difficult situation.

“Ms. Alexa! How do you intend to hold Ms. Salvador accountable for imitating your work? Are you

planning to sue her?”

“Bethany incited the female journalist, Xena Gordon, to reveal KS World Hotel’s commercial secrets,

resulting in the failure of your collaboration with Ada Wang. Will KS Group and Salvador Corporation

settle this in court?”

“Ada Wang recently stated unequivocally that she would end her collaboration with Salvador

Corporation. Will you and Ada reconcile. and continue to collaborate?”

Bella had been extremely busy all day. All of these questions wore her down, causing her stomach

cramps to flare up once more. She clenched her hands tightly as a slight sheen of sweat formed on her

forehead, and her complexion turned pale.

Yet, her eyes remained clear and sharp as she stood there as gracefully as ever, not showing the

slightest sign of illness.

Before Bella could say anything, a slender figure emerged from the crowd and reached for her. He

opened his arms, shielding her from the escalating chaos.

Her vision became blurry for a brief moment. The next second, a clear and melodious voice spoke in

her ear. “KS Group will issue a statement later and respond to each of these questions. Ms. Thompson

is feeling unwell at the moment, so please excuse her. I’m taking her to the hospital.”

Bella’s pupils constricted as she stared in astonishment at

Christopher’s solemn and concerned expression. He had not appeared in her presence all evening.

How did he notice she was not feeling well?

Lost in thought, the past three years of grievances, bitterness, and injustices vividly replayed in her

mind. Justin had shown no regard for her during those trying times. Even when she struggled to leave

her bed for days after the miscarriage and asked him to pour her a glass of warm water, he flatly

refused.

Even if Justin was not aware of her physical state at the time, his indifference to such an insignificant

request showed how much he disregarded her. One’s love for another lies in the details. Her love for

Justin had been tested in the last three years, leaving her scarred and defeated.

Bella definitely regretted it, but she was willing to accept her losses because she only had herself to

blame.

Christopher noticed a glistening drop of sweat trickling down Bella’s brow, and a sharp pain shot

through his chest. He supported her. His left arm naturally wrapped around her waist as he frowned.

“Do you feel uneasy?” Christopher asked, his voice husky and close to her ear.

“Yeah,” Bella said, exhaling gently. Another word would only aggravate the pain.

“Can you hold it until we get to the hospital? Should I call an ambulance?” Christopher’s hand was

around her waist, and every word whispered into her ear was filled with genuine affection.

She tugged at the corner of her lips, forcing a smile. “It’s okay. I won’t die.”

Christopher was naturally reserved and apathetic, having never shown compassion for anyone except

Bella. Seeing her in this frail state gradually softened his heart, and he felt an overwhelming desire to

protect her.

“Don’t worry, I’ve got you. I’ll take you to the hospital.” Christopher shielded her with his own body and

guided her forward slowly.

“Excuse me, sir. May I ask who you are?” The reporters could not help but gossip after witnessing

Christopher’s intimate interaction with Bella.

Christopher responded calmly, “Christopher Iverson.”

Iverson, as in the Iverson Group? That was a billion-dollar behemoth, comparable to the Salvador

Corporation!

It made sense. Not just any ordinary man could approach Bella. How could someone be considered

worthy of Bella Thompson if they did not come from a family like the Salvadors or Iversons? After all,

she was the daughter of Hatchbay’s wealthiest man and a top-tier jewelry designer.

“Mr. Iverson, may I ask what your relationship with Ms. Thompson is?”

“Are you two dating?”