Chasing The Fierce Heiress

She continued with a sneer, “By the way, presumably you’ve guessed it. Allen is not your son.”

His throat tingled with bitterness, and he felt his whole body was cold.

Over the years, Kim had made him transfer all his assets to her and Allen through pillow talk. Gary was now sure that the assets must have been transferred elsewhere.

Even if he hadn’t offended Alexander, he had little assets left. At the thought of this, Gary finally sobered up, but he felt boundless despair after that.

What had he done all these years?

He had abandoned his tender wife, who loved him and his lovely son. He had worked hard to keep a vicious woman and another man’s son.

“I’ll kill you….” Gary got up from the ground with red eyes and lunged at Kim, trying to kill her. However, how could he possibly defeat her after he had been beaten up?

Kim pushed him to the ground and kicked him hard. After that, she took the key from him, called several men in, and threw him out.

Gary was thrown into the street, covered in wounds. He lay there like a corpse, looking blankly at the blue sky. Tears uncontrollably surged from his eyes.

He almost had nothing left. Only now did he discover that his life had been a ridiculous joke.

But who was to blame? If he had treated his dead wife well and didn’t cheat on her when she was pregnant, how would he have ended up with a father-son feud and getting betrayed? It served him right!

Gary disappeared. His last conscience made him ashamed to ask Alexander for help.

He suddenly vanished, leaving the mess behind.

Heather had been paying attention to the Christopher family. When she heard Gary had disappeared, she was surprised. She had thought Gary was going to keep pestering Alexander and the others.

Her phone rang. It was from Alexander. They had planned to go to Peace Square together to buy her parents’ wedding anniversary presents.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Answering the phone, Heather heard Alexander say apologetically, “Heather, I’m a little busy. I can’t pick you up. Can you go first, and I’ll go later?”

“Good,” she agreed and didn’t think much.

After driving to Peace Square, she looked for a place to park her car. Then she was ready to walk around.

“You beggar! How dare you stand in our way!”

There was a loud noise. Heather followed it and saw a group of drunk rascals beating up a ragged beggar.

She furrowed her eyebrows slightly and shouted coldly, “What are you doing? I’ll call the police!”

The several rascals raised their heads. When they saw Heather, their eyes lit up. “You’re so nosy, beauty. Do you fancy us? Do you want us to make love with you?”

Then they came up to Heather, and one of them even reached out to touch her face.

However, before his hand could touch her, she grabbed his hand and broke it.

“Ouch!”

Before he could let out a cry of pain, she had kicked him in the knee, and he directly knelt down!

In addition, the two other young rascals who came forward were both defeated by her quickly!

The three rascals hurried to beg for mercy in pain. “Forgive me! Heroine, give me a break, please!”

The two remaining rascals froze. They were too scared to come forward when they saw Heather, who had been so good at fighting. Heather gave the first rascals a kick in disgust. “Get lost!”

Noticing more and more people coming to them, they were so scared by Heather that they didn’t dare to say anything and left in dejection.

Heather went to the beggar and tried to help him up, but the beggar dodged her hand and kept looking away as if he was afraid to look at her.

“Are you all right?” she asked in surprise.

“Yes, yes,” whispered the beggar. Then he got up and tried to leave.

A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes as she had just seen the beggar’s face. The beggar was none other than Gary Christopher.

Had Gary been reduced to a beggar within a few days? No wonder he had been avoiding Heather. It was likely because he was too embarrassed to see her.

Heather didn’t know what to say. She took out her purse, took out some bills, and placed them in front of Gary.

He picked up the bills and left without looking back.

Heather sighed, but she didn’t feel sorry for Gary. It couldn’t be only said that he deserved it.

She was about to leave when her phone rang.

It was Alexander again. Before hearing Alexander’s gentle voice, she answered the phone, “Heather, have you been there?”

“Yes, I’ve just arrived,” she replied. She took another look in Gary’s direction. Gary had been gone.

After thinking for a while, she said in a serious tone, “Alex, I’ve just seen someone.”

He frowned slightly. “Who?” She briefly told him about her encounter with Gary.

“I didn’t expect he’d be reduced to begging in the streets,” she sighed, “but that’s sort of karma. By the way, what about Allen Christopher and his mother? I haven’t heard anything about them lately.”

He faithfully told her in a peaceful voice, “Allen changed his ID and wanted to go abroad, but I stopped him. Then Kim Carswell took him to find his biological father.”

“So the three of them were reunited at last. They took all Gary Christopher’s money and lived happily?” Heather asked with displeasure.

If Gary was an asshole, Allen and Kim were no better. Now Gary had been punished, but Allen and Kim hadn’t paid the price yet. “They’re not happy at all,” said Alexander lightly.

Then, he told her all the things about them.

Allen’s biological father was a violent alcoholic and gambler. Kim had transferred all the money to his account in a bid to transfer the assets, but he had lost it all and owed a large sum of debt.

Kim had been able to give him large sums of money, so he had treated her well. Now she couldn’t afford to pay him, so he directly locked her up, verbally abused her, and threatened Allen to give him money.

Allen had been unfilial and selfish. How could he possibly care about Kim’s life? Knowing that his gambler father had lost all his money, Allen directly ran away, got into a fight with a gang of gangsters, got beaten up, and was enslaved by them.