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Chapter 839

“Sorry…” Yvonne’s face flushed bright red, her consciousness fading into a blur. “I’ve told you before. This face of yours can only appear at specific times, hidden from the light of day! You are my secret trump card, and you belong to me. You must obey whatever I tell you to do. You have no right to flaunt yourself, let alone act recklessly!” Christopher’s eyes were full of malice, his grip around her neck tightening as if he wanted to snap it for real. Sitting in the passenger seat, Taylor saw that Yvonne was on the verge of collapsing and sweated as he interceded for her. “Mr. Iverson, Ms. Smith can’t hold on much longer! Please spare her this time, on account of the loyalty she has shown you over the years! She may have disobeyed your orders by coming back secretly, but it was to see you! Everything she does, she does for you. Please spare her just this once!” Christopher coldly stared at Yvonne’s face, akin to a work of art. He exhaled a breath of stale air and released her

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