The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 1986

Looking at his reflection in the mirror, Ryan's rugged features-his sculpted cheekbones, deep-set eyes, and short, graying hair-evoked the image of a hardy, weathered pine tree standing resolute against a snowy backdrop. But the youthful edge he once possessed had long since faded.

Just then, a knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

Ryan walked over and opened the door.

A playful smirk played on his lips as he said, "Justin."

Justin raised his eyebrows slightly and lifted the plastic bag in his hand. "My wife sent me over to dye your hair, Chairman Hoffman."

Ryan's eyelashes fluttered as he gave a mischievous grin, a glimpse of his youthful charm shining through. "Honestly, I'm not too sure about your skills, Mr. Salvador."

"Let's give it a try. If it turns out badly, this one's on the house."

The two brothers looked at each other and smiled-a lightheartedness they had not felt in a long time.

With a barber drape around his shoulders, Ryan sat in front of the mirror while Justin stood behind him, patiently applying the dye to his hair.

white strand turn black, Ryan could not help but joke, "We promised to grow old together, but here I am secretly dyeing

yourself go. My sister might lose interest in you," Justin said. He glanced at Ryan's head full of white hair, trying to sound casual, though there was a hint of sadness

I'm afraid you'll be jealous

"Jealous?"

higher rank, jealous that I

hair, causing Ryan to wince in pain. "Bro, calm down! I know

dyed, Ryan stood side by side with Justin

when they were the ambitious and admired rising stars of the business world, making their grand entrance

his voice trembling with emotion. "I feel like a father sending you off to get married." Ryan let out a hearty laugh and gave

into a light pink dress specially

sleeves, a high neckline, and a full-length skirt, perfect for a winter wedding.

of the mirror. As she looked at her own radiant reflection,

imperfection. "The chest area is

a lot of weight due

color, and her long neck looks beautiful with the high neckline." Bella quickly tried to smooth things over, fearing Roza might take the dress back

repeatedly. "Indeed, she looks like

and naive, did not fully grasp the meaning, but Roza understood perfectly. The two friends exchanged a knowing look, like a pair