The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 2111

Before Taylor could say anything, Yvonne lost her courage and hung her head low. "Just forget it if I'm asking for too much."

"It's just a drive. Of course, it's not too much."

Caught between emotions, Taylor shuffled her hair. "I don't have much power, but I can decide on the little things. The Ferrari from Mr. Iverson could use a spin. It's good to put Mr. Iverson's gift to good use too."

Yvonne beamed, but the smile did not reach her eyes.

The red sports car drove toward Savrow's biggest antique and jewelry gallery. Yvonne and Christopher intended to pick a decent birthday gift for Christopher there.

A pair of gold-plated candle holders caught Yvonne's eye, and the seller praised her good taste.

She smiled and pulled her card out when Taylor went ahead and footed the 7-million-dollar bill.

"This is supposed to be my gift to Mr. Iverson..." Yvonne frowned anxiously.

"Don't be a stranger."

Taylor grinned and slipped his premium bank card back into his wallet. "I'm relieved that you have Mr. Iverson's best interest at heart. Don't worry about the money. I'd happily pay ten times that value. Besides, you could use the savings more than me."

Yvonne drove the red sports car, returning alongside Taylor to Pivotage.

Taylor's eyes were glued to Yvonne throughout the journey, so she did not try anything suspicious.

Despite her straight face, Yvonne gripped tightly to the steering wheel.Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Tonight was her only and last chance.

If she did not do anything, Christopher would continue to imprison her and even make her disappear from Savrow once he was out of the hospital.

In the darkness, a drip of sweat rolled down her delicate face.

A white sedan was heading toward her in the oncoming lane.

Gritting her teeth, Yvonne desperately swerved to the side and stepped on the gas while Taylor was not looking.

"Watch out, Yvonne!"

Taylor, his eyes wide open, tried to take over the steering wheel in terror, but it was too late.

Bang!

The Ferrari and white sedan collided.

The sports car was destroyed, and the airbags were deployed. Fortunately, no one was seriously hurt.

"Are you alright, Yvonne?" Breaking out in a cold sweat, Taylor checked on Yvonne worriedly.

"Ugh... I'm fine." Yvonne gasped for air, her face pale. Her vulnerable and weak moment tugged at Taylor's heartstrings. "Are you alright, Taylor? It's been a while since I drove. I'm sorry..."

"It's okay. All that matters is that you're safe."

"Go on and see if the people in the other car are alright. We have an accident to deal with." "Okay. Just hang in there. I'll take you to the hospital in a bit." Taylor swiftly got out of the car.

Putting up with the pain, Yvonne unbuckled herself and slipped out of the car while Taylor engaged with the owner of the white sedan. She got down on her knees and shakily fished for something under the car.

Following a pause,

, she pulled a USB drive from the undercarriage. Feeling emotional, Yvonne teared up and clenched the drive in her grasp.