The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

After a few rings, the call connected.

"Justin, I'm truly surprised and delighted you called me." Grant's voice remained as gentle and kind as ever, with a hint of feebleness.

"Grant, how have you been lately?"

Despite his usual straightforward nature, Justin felt compelled to make small talk since he needed a favor.

"Everything's been the same as always. I'm surviving on so much medication. They're making me lose so much hair." Grant then jokingly said, "Justin, do you think I'll be bald like a monk the next time we meet?"

"Grant, I'm actually in Meridan right now." Justin's tone turned serious, showing no interest in cracking jokes.

"Oh? Really? When did you arrive?"

"Two nights ago."

Justin took a deep breath and spoke in a low voice, "Grant, I have an urgent matter and need your help. Can we meet up?"

That evening, Justin and lan headed to the address Grant had sent them.

Throughout the journey, Justin's jaw remained tense.

Although they were half-brothers and had a good relationship during their childhood, as the elder brother, Grant had taken care of Justin in many ways despite not sharing the same mother.

seen each other for more than a decade. Besides, they rarely interacted except during holidays and special occasions. To Justin, his elder brother felt more like a distant relative than

"We're here, Mr. Salvador!"

in thought, Justin

traditional mansion

at all inferior to

mouth agape. "It seems Young Master Grant has been living pretty well abroad. This mansion must

his childish competitiveness surfacing. "Nothing

his blunder, lan

with his wife, cherishing even the smallest things about her. To him, everything about her

got out of the car and respectfully opened the door for

fastening the middle button of his suit jacket. Suddenly, a delicate fragrance of orchids enveloped him, soothing his

female voice

to see a slender woman with delicate shoulders and

Clarice Amaryllis, Mr.

a smile as she politely extended her hand to the man.

sharp and unreadable gaze,

him. However, despite searching his memory, he could not recall ever meeting

"Likewise."

Justin shook her hand briefly, as if