The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Opposite the back alleyway of the police station, Justin held Bella in his arms. They had been waiting in the car for a long time.

"I just received word from Ralph. He said that his close colleague has been keeping an eye on the case for the past two days. Apart from Charles' attorney, no one in his family came to bail him out." Bella sank into Justin's embrace, her forehead soaking in sweat.

She was on Day 2 of her menstrual cycle, and Justin told her to rest at home, but he was not the boss of her.

Feeling the throbbing pain in her belly, she squirmed in his arm like a loach.

Well, she should have taken Justin's advice to lay off the salt and sugar.

"James planned this. He would want to disappear now. Why would he stick up to defend a hopeless bastard? He'd be making himself a target."

Justin wrapped his arm around her shoulders, his warm palm pressing against her belly and rubbing clockwise.

"Hm... Harder... Yes. Harder."

soft belly traveled from his fingertips to his body, stirring a raspiness in his voice. "Well,

every little thing. He's your secretary, not your slave."

Justin smiled wryly.

or Lance.

one move they can make now. The case has nationwide coverage, and everybody is talking about it. The public has lost confidence in the Iverson Group, and James needs to be prosecuted

touch the case with a ten-foot pole. They would be risking their reputation

grabbed her belly. "Does it still

a lot better. You're a

was a commotion outside the

Rachel and the others are

as the two victims, their faces covered, broke through the swarming journalists with the help of their families