The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 397

Chapter 397 

The music in the ACE club was blasting at full volume, but the 

luxurious private room was so quiet that everyone could hear their 

own heartbeat. 

Ryan was wearing a black suit and a dark-patterned silk shirt with a wide collar. A silver necklace dipped between his solid chest 

muscles. He held a glass of red wine, sipping on it leisurely with his long legs crossed. 

A drop of bright red blood oozed from the corner of his lips, which he had wiped away with his thumb. His expression was languid and frivolous, but his charming eyes held a hint of coldness that deterred people from approaching him.” 

His gaze was so icy, like a cold abyss. 

Ryan’s bodyguards stood in a row in the private room. 

Ryan raised his head and drank the red wine in his glass before 

snapping his fingers. 

Then his bodyguards dispersed. A tied-up man kneeled on the ground 

in front of Ryan. His face was bruised and swollen, and his facial 

features were distorted. 

“Mr. Hoffman… I was wrong… Please have mercy…” Some of the 

man’s teeth were broken. He leaked saliva and blood when he spoke. 

“Tsk, your blood is flowing to the floor.” 

Ryan glanced at him with disgust and raised an eyebrow 

nonchalantly. “Do you know how expensive the carpet in my private room is? You won’t be able to afford it even if I sell your organs on 

the black market.” 

“Mr. Hoffman…” 

The man rolled onto his stomach in front of Ryan, but Ryan raised his 

long legs and kicked him away. 

“Mr. Hoffman… I have been with you for many years and have always been loyal to you. This time, I was coerced by Mr. Liam Hoffman! He 

threatened to kill me. He didn’t ask me to do much, only to report your 

whereabouts…” 

Liam Hoffman was Ryan’s second uncle and his father’s only younger 

brother. 

When Ryan was seven years old, his father died in a plane accident, leaving Ryan and his sister orphaned and his mother widowed. Fortunately, Ryan’s father had transferred all his shares and assets to 

Ryan’s mother and Ryan early on. Thus, their family fortune was not 

left at the mercy of others. 

Logan Hoffman, Ryan’s grandfather, was in charge of the Hoffman 

family. Although Ryan was Logan’s eldest grandson, the position of 

CEO that originally belonged to Ryan’s father fell into the hands of his 

second uncle. 

Ryan had seen through Liam’s intentions. His second uncle, who 

cried the most at Ryan’s father’s grave, was, in fact, sinister and 

cunning. On the surface, Liam took care of Ryan’s family, but he was 

secretly plotting and guarding against Ryan. 

All this was something that the weak Mrs. Hoffman and the 

inexperienced Zoe had no idea about. 

As the backbone of the family, Ryan shouldered all the responsibility 

and pressure. Even his best friend, Justin, was unaware of the 

hardships Ryan went through. 

“You’re quite good at pleading for yourself. You know that you’ve 

been working for me for the longest time, so you want to please both sides and save more money for yourself, right? Hah! You ought to know that you might be able to earn more, but you might not have the life to enjoy all that money.” Ryan let go of his hand. The wine glass he was holding shattered. The cold light in his charming eyes was 

terrifying. 

The man kept kowtowing to Ryan, so much so that the floor covered 

with luxurious velvet rugs made a clunking sound. 

“I don’t care that you lied to me. It’s expected for the boss of a big conglomerate to have one or two traitors around them. That’s a show 

of success, isn’t it?” 

Ryan leaned forward slightly. His broad shoulders cast a beautiful 

shadow on the floor. 

The moment Ryan lowered his long eyelashes and smirked slowly, 

the miserable man in front of him looked so afraid, as if Ryan were 

the grim reaper. 

“What you did wrong was to expose yourself. Since you’ve deceived me, you should’ve continued lying to me. This way, you won’t ruin my 

mood, and you can even live longer.” 

“Mr. Hoffman… Please…” The man’s body was shaking, and he 

almost peed his pants. 

Ryan narrowed his eyes and drawled, “It’s been a long time since I visited my second uncle. I should’ve been more courteous. Yasmin.” 

A charming woman wearing a deep V backless slit dress came out of a dark corner. She was Ryan’s secretary. 

“Mr. Hoffman,” Yasmin said respectfully. 

Ryan’s smile suddenly disappeared. “Cut off his treacherous tongue!” 

“Yes, sir.” 

“No, no, no! No… Ah! Mm!” 

Yasmin’s face was expressionless as she raised a knife and cut out the man’s tongue with more skill than a butcher. 

Ryan stood up slowly, put his left hand in his pants pocket, and 

smoothed back his hair. 

“Wrap it up and send it to my second uncle. He can eat it as an appetizer for his next meal.” 

…. 

In the private room on the other side of the club, Zoe ordered the staff to broadcast the hundreds of surveillance cameras in the entire club 

on the large screen. That way, they could watch Carrie from various 

angles. 

Carrie was like a deer lost in the forest-flustered, frightened, and 

helpless. 

Zoe and her friends watched it with interest.