The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 610-“Bella… Axel, Ralph, Steve, and I are outside Christopher’s villa.” Asher’s voice rolled like thunder.
He kept things short.
However, assurance and intimidation were present in his tone of voice.
“I’m fine, Ash. You’re all being dramatic.” Bella rubbed her temples, already imagining the commotion going on out there.
“Dramatic? Bella, you spent the night at another man’s home. You were out all night! We nearly wept in panic,” Axel cried out loud.
“Did that Iverson boy touch you, Bella? Were you there of your own free will, or did he set you up? I’ve got the cuffs ready for him.” Ralph was a police officer through and through. One word from Bella, and he would rush in to arrest Christopher.
“Calm down! Chill the heck out!” Bella put on her heels in a panic and walked out the door.
Outside, fancy cars surrounded Christopher’s villa.
“Ms. Bella!” Teary-eyed, Steven went up and held her shoulders. “Are you alright D Did Christopher lay a finger on you?” “No one would lay a finger on me unless they wanted the Thompsons oron their tail.” Bella found them overstraining themselves with anxiety.
“Bella!” Her three brothers gathered around. They were relieved that Bella looked fine and her clothes were intact.
“Good morning, Asher, Axel.” Christopher approached with a smile and turned to Ralph. “Ah, you’re here too, Ralph. I guess it’s not busy at the station this morning.” Ralph gritted his teeth, tempted to just cuff the gu guy.
Axel was not having it. “We’re not on a first-name basis. That’s Mr.
Axel Thompson to you!” “That’s true. I have not been back for a long time. We have grown apart, I suppose.” Christopher did not mind them. Instead, he took a lingering look at Bella. “I don’t care what you think of me, but my feelings for Bella have never changed.” This was the second time Christopher hid their princess.
Although Christopher did nothing, his behavior constantly tested the Thompson brothers’ patience.
“Come on, guys. We should head home.” Sensing the tension in the air, Bella tugged on Asher’s and Axel’s sleeves while giving them a look.
“Take Bella home.” With furrowed brows, Asher grabbed Bella’s hand and gave her a little squeeze. “Mr. Iverson, a word, please.” Christopher kept a friendly smile. “Sure.” Seeing that there was no talking sense into Asher, Bella was escorted into the car by her brothers and Steven.
As the car drove away, Bella looked out the window, and her heart dropped.
The dried pool of blood on a blanket of snow by the road was alarming.
Tension was thick in the living room.
Asher sat sternly on the sofa with his legs crossed.
His gaze on Christopher was not as kind as before.
“Here, have some tea.” Christopher served him a drink.
“I don’t need it. I’ll make this quick.”