Christopher returned to Pivotage.
Yvonne had heard about it beforehand and waited for him in the room.
The door was kicked open with a bang, shaking the extravagant
crystal chandelier on the ceiling along with it.
Seeing Christopher barge in with an overwhelming rage, Yvonne was so terrified that she trembled, not
daring to look at him. She almost curled up into a ball.
Behind him, Taylor also had a frightened expression and remained
quiet.
He followed Christopher when they were in Sentania and knew what it was like when Christopher got
angry Lives were at stake!
âMr. Christopher.â Yvonneâs timid and beautiful face did not conce
her panic.
No matter how much she looked like Bella, she could never imitate fraction of Bellaâs demeanor or how
she carried herself.
âMr. Christopher, calm down. Perhaps things are not what you think. Perhapsâ¦â
Before Taylorâs words fell, Christopher strode to the tea table and grabbed the glass ashtray, hurling it
toward Yvonne with raging red
eyes.
âAh!â
Yvonne screamed and protected her head.
However, Christopher did not throw it at her. The ashtray flew past her head and hit the wall behind her,
smashing into pieces on the
ground.
A dent appeared on the wall.
âIt was all because of your unauthorized actions that created this
mess.â
Christopher cracked his knuckles, glaring at Yvonne with an
intimidating gaze. âI gave you this face, so you should use it as I instruct. I didnât ask you to do that, so
why did you act on your own?!â
Yvonneâs tears fell, but she dared not cry out loud.
âNow, Drew Brown has guessed our relationship. He could be investigating you at this moment! Once
Bella hears about this and knows that there is a woman who looks exactly like her in Savrow with her
intelligence, sheâll surely suspect the incident with Justin
Zoe.â
Christopher was born with pale skin. Coupled with his raging an his face looked like an eerie ghost.
âMr. Christopher, I was wrong. I made a mistake⦠Ah!â
Yvonneâs trembling words were abruptly silenced by Christopherâs slender fingers. His hands
effortlessly wrapped around her throat, lifting her rigid body from the ground.
âMr. Christopher! No!â Taylorâs hair stood on end upon seeing this
scene.
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But Christopher ignored him. His fingers tightened, and his eyes turned crimson.
âChrisâ¦â Yvonneâs arms dangled weakly at her side, her face turning purple as tears welled up in her
eyes
Chrisâ¦
Upon hearing this name, what appeared in Christopherâs mind was Bella gently smiling at him.
His heart softened.
Because of Bella, he took mercy on the woman before him.
âIâm already a step behind Justin. Donât make me lose to him again.â
Christopherâs dark and menacing eyes narrowed slightly. His voice was threatening as he said, âIf this
happens again, Iâll make you vanish from the world without a trace.â
He suddenly let go of her, and she fell to the ground heavily.
Yvonne coughed violently, and her vision went black as if she ha escaped from hell.
Christopher took a white handkerchief from his pocket and graceful wiped his hands as if nothing had
happened. He once again turned into an elegant gentleman instead of a well-dressed thug.
âMr. Christopher, since I caused this mess, I should be the one to take care of it for you.â Yvonne finally
caught her breath, her beautiful face covered in cold sweat.
âTake care of it? What can you do?â