The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

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Chapter 850 The Salvador Hotel was hosting the cocktail party at 7:00 p.m.

Right after the business conference, the bigwigs and elites of Savrow’s business scene hurried to the hotel to join in on the festivities.

Bella sped through the streets in her black Bugatti, with Arnold in the passenger seat. He clung to the car door tightly with his gaze fixed ahead, too afraid to utter a single word during the journey. He feared that if he opened his mouth, his last meal would cout of it.

As they arrived at the hotel, Bella expertly maneuvered her car into a parking spot, smoothly drifting into place.

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“Get out,” Bella instructed as she unbuckled her seatbelt.

But Arnold remained motionless, his face pale as a sheet of paper.

Bella blinked her almond-shaped eyes and waved her hand in front of him. “Hey, what's wrong? Are you scared?” “I... Feel like... I'm going to... Throw up.” Arnold managed to stammer out those words. His face turned purple, and his body felt strange.

“Oh!” Bella exclaimed before promptly kicking him out with one foot. ” If you're going to puke, do it outside! Don’t you dare puke in my car!” The moment Arnold opened the car door, he couldn't noEX in any longer and vomited. As a young master from a prestigious family, this marked his first texperiencing such an embarrassing moment.

Fortunately, Asher wasn’t around. Otherwise, Arnold would have died of embarrassment. After emptying his stomach, Arnold weakly Meaned against the car door, panting heavily. He shot Bella a glare.” Are all Thompsons insane? Why would you drive like you're flying a plane?” “Look at you. Who would have thought a grown man like you would be carsick?” Bella remarked, shaking her head with crossed arms. My driving skills are top-notch, like a pro racer. If you can’t handle this, that’s on you.” With that, she handed him a bottle of water, showing sconsideration.

Arnold rinsed his mouth and drank water, taking stto calm down.

“Hey, don’t forget what you promised me.” “I won't forget.” Bella looked at him with a fake smile and said, “Cure Justin, and I'll set up a meeting with Dr.

Brown for you. | always keep my promises.” If Arnold were to discover that the woman standing before him and manipulating him like a puppet was none other than his idol, Dr.

Brown, he might feel utterly betrayed.

Just then, a black Bentley drove past them, catching Bella's attention.

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The license plate seemed oddly familiar to her.

The Bentley was parked not far away, and the driver got out to open the door.

The two people who stepped out of it were very familiar to Bella. It was none other than her second uncle, Cameron, and her cousin, Cecily.

“Dad, how do | look tonight?” Cecily asked her father eagerly.

Cecily wore a pink off-the-shoulder evening gown and clutched a silver handbag studded with diamonds. Her long hair flowed down her shoulders, exuding elegance and beauty.

However, Bella could tell at a glance that Cecily’s dress was an imitation. There was no way that a famous designer brand would ever lend a genuine dress to a so-called “heiress” with neither influence nor social status.

Wouldn't that be self-sabotage? Cameron praised his daughter without hesitation. “You look absolutely fabulous! My Cecily is truly stunning! Tonight, you will definitely becthe center of attention!” Cecily hadn't even stepped inside yet, but she was already bubbling with excitement.

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