The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Asher squeezed Justin's shoulder reassuringly. "The Presidential House and the Royal Palace are the safest places in Sentania. Bella's with Camilla. If anything had happened to her, Camilla would've called by now. Try not to worry too much."

Despite his reassuring words, it weighed heavily on him. As Bella's eldest brother, the dull ache in Asher's heart only grew stronger.

Upon hearing this, Ralph quickly dialed their sister's number.

Moments later, his eyes widened in alarm. "Something's off-Camilla is not answering!"

The three men's expressions immediately darkened.

Justin and the others rushed back to the Presidential House as fast as they could.

The moment they entered the courtyard, they noticed something was wrong. The security guards who normally stood watch at the doors were nowhere to be seen.

"Camilla!"

"Bella!"

called out as they ran into the living room, but

on the sofa, her face buried in her

to her side in a flash. "What happened?

tear-streaked face from her hands. Her eyes were red and swollen, and her face was deathly pale from crying.

Tell me!" Justin's heart pounded heavily, his voice hoarse with panic. His emotions were on

had always been like a mountain, unshakable and enduring. In the most dangerous

slightest hint of trouble would turn him into a raging storm-a force that could tear the

Justin's trembling shoulders. "The most important thing right now is to figure out what happened