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.

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

in disbelief, shaking her head

she pretended to be drunk to test Declan's

the royal family to have something to do with

had become like Romeo and Juliet, trapped in

herself on the doorframe, slowly sank to the ground,

good news tonight was that Carrie

manage short sentences like a toddler,

eyes filled with tears. Nigel held his granddaughter tightly, weeping uncontrollably, his

first while everyone was out watching the aurora. After that, she would prepare Wyatt

be mentally ready to become

Bella had lovingly

dignified, self-disciplined, and profound demeanor. "How noticeable are the repairs on the suit, Ian?" Justin asked, anxiously examining

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

"There's no such thing as perfect. No matter how skilled the tailor is, you can still see the damage. It cannot

Madam's effort that

he did not want to mention that vile woman's name. It would be disgusting and ominous if he did

his suit pocket and pulled

pink diamond, adorned with delicate white diamonds on the base, sparkling like a

of

that, Justin poured all his effort into