The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 1850

"Is it Ms. Bethany Salvador?"

In a foreign land, hearing her native language made Bethany slowly stop crying. She lifted her tear-soaked, swollen face.

The man before her was dressed impeccably in a suit but was completely unfamiliar to her.

"How do you know me?"

Bethany suddenly kneeled before him, devoid of dignity, clasping her hands together as she wept and pleaded, "Are you... Are you someone my father sent to help me? Please... Take me back to Savrow. I can't stay in this hellhole for another day! I'm sick-very sick! If I don't get treatment, I won't survive! How could my father abandon his own daughter to die?!"

The man remained expressionless. "I'm sorry, Ms. Salvador, but I'm not sent by your father."

Bethany slumped back down, her expression a mix of disappointment and despair.

"However, someone does want to see you."

to a luxurious car. As the car door opened, the first

from a brand she used

Bethany climbed into

an instant surge of goodwill toward her. "Hello,

her hand, tears inexplicably welled up in

and her thuggish neighbor, beaten down by the drastic change in her life and the sudden diagnosis of a terminal illness. After receiving this unexpected kindness, her emotions surged

her a tissue,

Bethany said, wiping her nose. "May I ask

slightly. "You can call me Ms. Gold.

"Gold...?"

kind smile, Bethany sniffed. "I used to know someone really annoying with that last name.

that so? What

The woman's smile deepened.

hospital for business today and saw you by chance. Seeing your current situation made me curious, so I followed you to learn more. As a fellow Savrow native, I want to

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