The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 2095

The air turned heavy and suffocating

Drew confirmed the suspicions Declan first gathered from their father.

This sent waves of turbulent emotions crashing through him.

Declan's usually unshakable demeanor faltered as if he had lost all strength, leaving him drained and weakened.

"Dec, our father's health is only being held together by the combined efforts of Ash, Arnold, Bella, and Justin. He can't withstand any more shocks or disturbances. If you can't manage your relationship with that princess, it will inevitably pose a huge threat to the Thompson family in the future."

Drew narrowed his eyes, his expression cold as ice. "If you can't handle it, I can do it for you. My words can be just as ruthless."

"No. There's no need for that."

Declan lowered his long lashes to hide his pain. His voice was rough and almost unrecognizable. “I've already made it very clear to her that we're finished. I've also told her we'll never have further contact. I only brought her back tonight because I didn't want her to be a drunk girl lying alone in the corridor. There's nothing more than that."

Seeing his gloomy brother, Drew sighed in resignation and placed a heavy hand on his shoulder. "Let's go, Dec. If we don't, Bella will start to worry."

The two brothers left the room.

As the door closed behind them with a creak, another door slowly opened.

frail and lonely form, Annabeth looked shattered, her face pale

happen..." Annabeth muttered in disbelief, shaking her head as

she pretended to be drunk to

expect the royal family to have something to do with Declan's mother's

had become like Romeo and

doorframe, slowly sank to the ground, her tears

good news tonight was that

manage short sentences like a toddler, her ability to speak was nothing short of

Justin, and the younger generation's eyes filled with

Steven first while everyone was out

way, he would be mentally ready to become a grandfather and avoid an emotional outburst with the sudden

Bella had lovingly hand- stitched for him when she

gray fabric was impeccable. It reflected his dignified, self-disciplined, and profound demeanor. "How noticeable are the repairs on the suit,

wide, circled around the man, inspecting him from all angles. He touched his chin thoughtfully." Well, if you look up close,

felt his breath catch, his throat tightened with sorrow. "There's no such thing as perfect. No matter how skilled the tailor is, you can still

say that, Mr. Salvador! It wasn't the Young Madam's

joyful occasion, he did not want to mention that vile woman's

into his suit pocket and pulled out

opened it to reveal a ten-carat teardrop-shaped pink diamond, adorned with delicate white diamonds

of the diamond were

only that, Justin poured all his effort into