The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"This is the place, Mr. Salvador, Young Madam. This is Rachel Mead's home," lan said while looking around.

lan came from an upper-middle-class family. Although he did all the grind for Justin over the years, lan had never experienced the hard life of ordinary citizens. The absence of bodyguards also put him on edge.

However, Justin got out of the car with composure.

As it had been raining all morning, Justin stepped on a muddy puddle and stained his expensive handmade leather shoe. Still, he did not care.

He looked very much at home.

"Watch your feet, Mr. Salvador!" lan gave him a heads-up, but it was too late.

"It's okay," Justin responded nonchalantly.

Bella was about to get out of the car when her center of gravity suddenly shifted. She exclaimed and hung on to his neck in a panic.

Afraid of dirtying her shoes and pants, Justin carried her in his arms and said tenderly, "Why are you getting worked up? When did I ever drop you?"

at least given me a

his chest. "Besides, it's just a puddle. I had it tough

before. You have me now." Justin slowly put

was in Justin's life, he wanted to pour all his

did you take the long way to get to

confusion. "The other girl lives closer. We could've gone there before heading here since it's on

meet with you and Mr. Salvador, Young Madam." Ian

on?" Justin

okay. I get where they

took Justin's hand, her eyes soft and determined. "We are not her parents. We can't experience what they are going through. The victim must not be in a good place now. Anything can set her off.

Justin nodded pensively.

privilege or wealth, the Iverson could easily crush them

done all they could to protect

in mind, the couple felt sad for the