Aurora Dourada: Retorno By Ricardo Almeida

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!

“Mr. Christopher.” Yvonne’s timid and beautiful face did not conce

her panic.

No matter how much she looked like Bella, she could never imitate fraction of Bella’s demeanor or how she carried herself.

“Mr. Christopher, calm down. Perhaps things are not what you think. Perhaps…”

Before Taylor’s words fell, Christopher strode to the tea table and grabbed the glass ashtray, hurling it toward Yvonne with raging red

eyes.

“Ah!”

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.

“It was all because of your unauthorized actions that created this

mess.”

Christopher cracked his knuckles, glaring at Yvonne with an

intimidating gaze. “I gave you this face, so you should use it as I instruct. I didn’t ask you to do that, so why did you act on your own?!”

Yvonne’s tears fell, but she dared not cry out loud.

“Now, 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, she’ll surely suspect the incident with Justin

Zoe.”

Christopher was born with pale skin. Coupled with his raging an his face looked like an eerie ghost.

“Mr. Christopher, I was wrong. I made a mistake… Ah!”

Yvonne’s trembling words were abruptly silenced by Christopher’s slender fingers. His hands effortlessly wrapped around her throat, lifting her rigid body from the ground.

“Mr. Christopher! No!” Taylor’s hair stood on end upon seeing this

scene.

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But Christopher ignored him. His fingers tightened, and his eyes turned crimson.

“Chris…” Yvonne’s arms dangled weakly at her side, her face turning purple as tears welled up in her eyes

Chris…

Upon hearing this name, what appeared in Christopher’s mind was Bella gently smiling at him. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

His heart softened.

Because of Bella, he took mercy on the woman before him.

“I’m already a step behind Justin. Don’t make me lose to him again.”

Christopher’s dark and menacing eyes narrowed slightly. His voice was threatening as he said, “If this happens again, I’ll make you vanish from the world without a trace.”

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.

“Mr. Christopher, since I caused this mess, I should be the one to take care of it for you.” Yvonne finally caught her breath, her beautiful face covered in cold sweat.

“Take care of it? What can you do?”