The Divorced Billionaire Heiress

Salvador Corporation was his blood and sweat, too.

"He orchestrated everything-framed me for drug use and bribed my attending physician to give false testimony-just to bring me down. If he dared to strike against me today, what's stopping him from using even more ruthless, treacherous methods tomorrow?"

Seeing his father remain silent, Justin took a slow, deep breath, forcing down the anger surging within him.

"Fine. Even if you insist that my conflict with him is a family matter, Grant's reputation has already plummeted, and the stock price remains volatile. Even now, you're determined to protect him at all costs."

"Grant has explained everything to me. He wasn't aware of the bribery incident. It was his subordinate the female doctor-who acted behind his back. She has already been arrested. The negative rumors surrounding your brother will fade in time..."

Justin listened in silence, his heart tightening with every word. A bitter emotion rose in his throat, thick and suffocating.

He had lost his mother's love too early, and he had never dared to hope for love from his father. He was not one to dwell on sentimentality.

Yet, at this moment, he still wished-just once-that his father would stand by his side. But it seemed that even in death, that day would never come.

"If the outcome will be clear by dawn, why tell me in advance tonight? Do you see me as so weak that I can't even bear this much?"

Burying the deep disappointment within him, Justin offered a polite bow. Before leaving, he reached for the half-empty bottle of whiskey and walked out of the study in silence.

behind him, Gregory could no longer hold himself upright. His back slumped inch by inch, his hands covering his face as he rubbed it hard, his

pressing down on him was

was the suffocating,

when Shannon was sentenced to death, he

choice but to admit that he had also

way back to his room, Justin

Master Justin." Paul bowed

in a low voice. "My father seems to be in a bad mood. He drank quite a bit of strong liquor. Check his blood pressure

eyes flickering with something unspoken. "Young Master Justin, I did not expect that at

Chairman Salvador."

chose not to address it. Instead, he asked calmly, "Paul, you have been by my father's side for over twenty years. He

out a hoarse sigh. "Young Master Justin, I know tonight's conversation with Chairman Salvador was difficult. But I hope

darkened. "What

pause, his voice turned raspy. "I'm sorry. I

have no reason to resent him." Justin met his

We are not just father and son-we are also superior and subordinate. As for

the past, I might have taken your words into consideration. But now, power and status are no longer my priorities. What I truly wish for is for my father to live