The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"Yes." Carrie nodded firmly.

At this moment, Ralph, always composed and steady, stared at the portrait as he stood quietly and stiffly, his eyes turning red.

"Ralph, are you alright?" Carrie keenly sensed Ralph's unusual behavior and asked softly.

Ralph spoke, his voice hoarse. "Sorry. Where's the washroom? I need to use it."

Justin pointed in the direction, and Ralph immediately strode away.

"Bella, do you guys know this man?" Justin put his arms around her waist and asked nervously.

Bella took a deep breath, trying to calm her surging emotions. "This man looks like my fifth brother, Hugh, who died in a plane crash." Justin and Carrie's eyes widened in disbelief!

Thinking of her fifth brother, who passed away many years ago and became a wound that would never heal on the Thompson family members' hearts, Bella immediately teared up and muttered in a low voice, "During the years Hugh left us, we never dared to mention his name or grieve him, especially in front of Aunt Mila and Ralph. It's not because we have forgotten him, but precisely because we can't, so we always avoided the subject."

her heart and almost overwhelming her. "Until now, I could still remember the morning of Hugh's accident. He wore his pilot's uniform and carried a suitcase, standing in the courtyard bathed in warm sunlight, waving goodbye to us. We never thought it would be the last time we saw him." The

the sadness pressing down on his chest like a huge rock, so heavy that

to comfort her, but any words seemed pale and useless

finally understood and could not help looking back worriedly

this portrait doesn't just look

confirmation that all the

found, the possibility of survival in a plane crash is close to zero. Besides, if your brother survived and was saved, how could he not

control himself, his slightly swollen eyes still betrayed his sadness. "It's just a coincidence that he looks exactly the same as my brother? Are there really

not impossible," Justin

time and used their connections to search for Hugh's whereabouts, especially Aunt Mila. She didn't see her son's body with her own eyes, so even if everyone told her there was no hope, she still couldn't get over it,

helped her through the darkest times of her life. So, she did not treat the day of the incident as Hugh's death anniversary. She still celebrates his birthday, as if Hugh merely went

she saw this man. I'm afraid she'd