The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"No. Not yet."

Grant took a sip of tea. His gaze was dark and deep. It was like a hidden current in a deep abyss. "I think... Justin should be waking up soon. He has Ms. Thompson by his side, along with capable friends. This disaster may not be as unavoidable as I initially thought."

Clarice leaned in, lowering her voice. "So, you're suggesting that we..."

"I've heard that Ms. Thompson has a rather skilled brother-in-law, a specialist in neurology?"

Clarice blinked in surprise. "Are you referring to Arnold, the youngest son of the Larson family?"

Grant lowered his gaze and continued sipping his tea, his voice cold and detached. "That man cannot remain in Ms. Thompson's team, nor should he stay by my brother's side."

Grant's words piqued Jace's interest immediately. "Do you need me to take action against him?"

"We don't always have to kill someone to remove them."

Grant toyed with the teacup with his fingertips. A faint smile played on his lips. "Breaking his spirit will be just as effective."

he secretly sent him to a top-tier private hospital

no one except his immediate family could visit

would wait outside the hospital

rain, the weather

windows glow softly in the

frostbite. Her cheeks and the tips of

the car? You've been standing out here for

used to do the same thing. He used to wait outside my house for me,

eyes shimmered with unshed tears, her smile bittersweet. "This time, it's my turn to wait

unsure how to comfort her. Words felt hollow, completely

knew how badly she wanted to help

she could not see him, all she could do was wait.net agonizing, helpless

faced while pursuing her

really destined to

seemed far too cruel for