The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 452

“Ms. Thompson! Please wait a moment!”

A swarm of reporters closed in around Bella, as if they had hit the jackpot.

Steven was still dealing with the situation inside the hall at this point, leaving Bella alone with no bodyguards. Even though these reporters had no malicious intent, they put her in a difficult situation.

“Ms. Alexa! How do you intend to hold Ms. Salvador accountable for imitating your work? Are you planning to sue her?”

“Bethany incited the female journalist, Xena Gordon, to reveal KS World Hotel’s commercial secrets, resulting in the failure of your collaboration with Ada Wang. Will KS Group and Salvador Corporation settle this in court?”

“Ada Wang recently stated unequivocally that she would end her collaboration with Salvador Corporation. Will you and Ada reconcile. and continue to collaborate?”

Bella had been extremely busy all day. All of these questions wore her down, causing her stomach cramps to flare up once more. She clenched her hands tightly as a slight sheen of sweat formed on her forehead, and her complexion turned pale.

as she stood there as gracefully as ever, not

Bella could say anything, a slender figure emerged from the crowd and reached for her. He opened his arms, shielding

for a brief moment. The next second, a clear and melodious voice spoke in her ear. “KS Group will issue a statement later and respond to

pupils constricted as she

He had not appeared in her presence all evening. How did he notice she

grievances, bitterness, and injustices vividly replayed in her mind. Justin had shown no regard for her during those trying times. Even when she struggled to leave her bed for days after the miscarriage and asked him to pour her a glass of

of her physical state at the time, his indifference to such an insignificant request showed how much he disregarded her. One’s love for another lies in the details. Her love

accept her losses because she

glistening drop of sweat trickling down Bella’s brow, and a sharp pain shot through his chest. He supported her. His left arm naturally wrapped around her waist as

voice husky and

word would

to the hospital? Should I call an ambulance?” Christopher’s hand was around her waist, and every word whispered into her ear was filled with genuine

at the corner of her lips, forcing a smile. “It’s okay. I won’t die.”

in this frail state gradually