As Justin thought of Bella, his lips quirked up with undisguised delight. "Could you please tell me the brand? When I return, I'd like to buy one for her."

Clarice's face was turned away. Her cheekbones subtly twitched, and her expression darkened.

"I'm afraid Mr. Salvador will have to return home disappointed. What I'm using is not perfume but incense made from a rare local fragrance in Meridan. It's scarce here. Simply put, it's not available for purchase."

"Oh, I see." Justin's eyes flickered briefly, and he did not bother to ask about it further.

His reason for asking her was clear he had smelled this scent before on Christopher.

During their numerous encounters, Justin had vaguely detected this orchid fragrance clinging to Christopher's clothes.

It was identical to Clarice's scent.

This woman claimed that it was not perfume but a rare incense from Meridan, something she could acquire perhaps through his elder brother's favor.

How did Christopher obtain it then?

Did Christopher and Grant know each other?

Or was it just a coincidence?

Lost in thought, Justin arrived at a carved wooden door.

"Mr. Salvador, Mr. Grant is inside. Please come in," Clarice said, stepping aside to let him pass.

As Justin stepped through the door, his breath deepened slightly.

Justin, you're finally

of the room. Upon seeing his younger brother, he broke into a relieved

Justin hurried over to

ten years since we last saw each other, right?

doing okay," Justin

must take care of your health. After all, you're

you've seen my condition now. As your elder brother, I can't offer much help. The future of the Salvador Corporation rests solely on

please don't say

with emotion. If you want, you can return to Savrow to recuperate at any time. If you ever recover

Grant, Justin had

at this moment, looking at his crippled elder brother in the wheelchair, guilt flooded

younger, Grant

But now...

only a man ravaged by

the tragedies stemmed from that kidnapping

exiled in a foreign land, dependent on a

the tea room, the two brothers sat

hands fluidly

watched her hands intently, lost in

care and treatment, my health has improved slightly in recent years. She's my doctor, friend, and

that. It's my honor to care for

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