The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Bella met the man's deep gaze once more. This time, her expression became open, determined, and fearless. "If Justin wakes up, we'll fight side by side. If he doesn't, I'll fight in his place. I will protect everything that belongs to him. No one will touch or interfere with it. No one."

This was the true message Bella wanted to convey during her private conversation with Grant.

Grant, momentarily taken aback, smiled with a touch of laziness and playfulness.

"You're right, Ms. Thompson. What belongs to Justin is his. No one else can take it from him."

Yet Bella caught the underlying meaning in his words, her gaze darkening slightly.

"So, you want me to use this report to identify the drug Justin took, right?" Grant agreed readily. "Alright, I'll help you."

"Thank you, Mr. Grant." Bella got out of the car swiftly, without lingering any longer.

stared at the dark windows of the luxury car, watching it leave the parking

terms: Meridan,

Christopher served as the local representative for the Boss. He ultimately became a discarded puppet once the Boss fully exploited

abandon the domestic market. They would likely

when Justin faced life-threatening situations, Grant showed

family with a fresh appearance after Justin's drug incident. Was this a coincidence, or did he have intricate connections with RC and the Boss? This

up or not, Grant could not be considered an

he would become a major threat still needed

the car, Clarice voiced her concerns. "Sir, Ms. Thompson asked you to investigate the drug's origin. It's clearly a test. She might be. suspicious of you. Are you sure you

that. My

rest, crumpling the report in his hand into a ball of wastepaper. "But I truly underestimated Ms. Thompson. I thought she would be overwhelmed, lost, and unable to