The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

After the meeting, Gregory and Justin walked toward the entrance of the Salvador Corporation building, flanked by their secretaries and bodyguards.

Though related by blood, the father-son duo were more distant than strangers. They did not exchange a single word the entire time.

As they stepped outside, Gregory finally spoke in a commanding tone. "Join me on the private jet to South City. I have a golf appointment with Chairman Sinclair tomorrow morning and a business banquet in the afternoon. These events are crucial for our future projects in South City."

As Justin was about to speak, a sharp, clear honk interrupted him.

A majestic Rolls-Royce Spirit of Ecstasy stopped right in front of them.

Justin's eyes curved into a smile, his heart pounding.

Just then, the luxury car door swung open in front of Gregory. He could not see the person inside, but he heard a sweet and pleasant voice.

Salvador, you wouldn't mind if I picked up Justin from work,

recognized Bella's

already eagerly slipped

inside, he intertwined his fingers with the woman he had been

lips were gently caressing and nuzzling

face darkened with anger as he silently

wrapped his arm around Bella's slender waist and said calmly, "I'm afraid I won't be joining you in South City to play golf with Chairman Sinclair." "Justin, don't forget about your position

in the southern coastal cities! You can date anytime, but this project is of paramount importance. How can you prioritize romance over the company's interests? You're becoming increasingly unfit for your role as

earning the title of the richest man in town. I did this so we could negotiate business deals confidently, not to

home with my wife

Night City commercial complex project with Chairman Sinclair of

frowned. "What do you