The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Justin felt a sinking feeling in his heart and quickly turned to Bella. "Bella, I'll go see them by myself."

All the gossip and negative comments about Bella were spreading everywhere, especially in a sensitive environment like a hospital. Any disagreements with the families of the witnesses could pose a risk to Bella.

Justin was prepared to deal with it all on his own, but he couldn't bear to see her go through any of it. It would be too painful for him to witness her suffering.

"I understand your intention, Justin," Bella said soothingly as she covered his hand with hers. "But they're really eager to meet me, and if I hadn't pushed to see Rachel, things wouldn't have gotten so out of control. I've just got to take the lead here, apologize, and show them that I mean it. You know me. Hiding is not my style."

"I'm not one to hide either," Justin said, looking deeply into her eyes and holding her hand tightly. "I'll come with you."

Even though Rachel was placed in a VIP ward with strict privacy and security measures, Steven was still worried that the victims' families might make a scene at the hospital and damage Bella's reputation. So, he made sure they were taken to the VIP area as fast as possible.

Bella and Justin stood side by side in the corridor, watching anxiously as Mrs. Mead and the other victim hurried toward them. Despite her calm expression, Bella felt a sense of unease in her heart. The three individuals stopped in front of them.

Justin's eyes held a hint of vigilance amidst their icy stare, while Steven also kept a close watch, fearing any impulsive actions toward Bella.

Mrs. Mead still had tears glistening on her face, and her eyes were as red as those of a lioness who had not slept in days. Even though she had not said anything yet, it was clear from the look on her face that she held some strong resentment toward Bella.

her numb fingers and was about to

Salvador! I beg of you... Please, you must save my daughter! I'm begging you!" With a

please get

this. Let's talk things out calmly!"

them, but

were already sobbing uncontrollably, their bodies stil heavy as they

were not for Steven's timely assistance, Bella feared she would

my child... If not, I won't get up!" The girl's mother

eyes teared up. "Please don't cry. It's

of you two coming here to cry in front of our Young

their sudden display of desperation, as if they had

been the

Young Madam and President Salvador all this time. Have you forgotten how you treated us? Young Madam did consider helping you out, offering a way

eyes narrowed, and his