The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Bella heard the familiar voice, gripping Justin's hand so tightly that it turned red, her heart pounding in her chest.

"Wyatt... It's Wyatt!"

"Uncle Wyatt?!" Justin's handsome face showed a look of astonishment.

At that moment, a group of people, dressed in black formal attire, solemnly entered the mourning hall.

Wyatt, leading the group with an imposing presence, drew all eyes to him. But it was not just him; Mila, Celeste, and Sasha, as well as Asher and Axel, came as well, representing the Thompson family. It was rare for half of the Thompson family to appear together, showing the importance they placed on Logan's funeral.

"Dad!" Bella's eyes were teary as she immediately went up to support her father.

Justin, seeing the reunion of the father and daughter, slightly curled his thin lips into a smile, but he did not step forward to offer his presence, instead silently standing in place, watching over them. "What are you doing? I am not in my seventies or eighties. My health is fine!"

daughter, but he scolded her playfully, "If you hold

but did not let go of her father's arm. "Why didn't you tell me in advance? I

thought that with the few of us, along with Asher and Axel, coming, it would show enough sincerity without dragging your father all

I know you care about this old man."

surge of

was hoarse. "Chairman Thompson, thank you so much for

me 'Uncle Wyatt'. Calling me 'Chairman Thompson' feels

his

the future, if you need any help, don't hesitate to ask

tightly pressed his lips