The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Grant could have easily maneuvered his wheelchair on his own, but the two adorable boys still insisted on pushing him toward Bella.

"Mr. Grant, I never expected to see you here." Though Bella greeted him with a polite smile, it was clear to any observer that her smile was forced. "I thought an event like this wouldn't be your kind of scene."

Grant's refined face, as gentle and pure as snow, lit up with a smile. "Are you disappointed?" Bella's heart trembled, but she feigned ignorance. "Disappointed about what?*

"Normally, the one attending charity events would be Justin. I'm not the president of the Salvador Corporation, so while my thoughts are with the evening's charity gala, I won't be attending to avoid unnecessary speculation."

Grant's tone was warm, understanding as always. "Although Justin isn't here now, you'll surely see him if you attend tonight's charity gala.*

Bella pursed her lips, her voice growing colder as she scrutinized him more intently.

"I won't be attending the gala tonight, Mr. Grant. You're overthinking things.*

At this moment, the director chimed in. "Ms. Thompson, you may not know this, but Mr. Grant has always been one of the major shareholders behind our orphanage's charity foundation. Over the years, he's been deeply involved in charity work. Our orphanage couldn't have developed as it has without his support behind the scenes!"

Bella's brow furrowed slightly, almost imperceptibly.

"Director, it was just a small contribution, hardly worth mentioning." Grant smiled faintly. "Ms. Thompson, I'll be building a snowman with the children later. Would you like to join me?"

Not wanting to appear overly sensitive in front of others, Bella reluctantly nodded. "Alright."

She glanced back at Steven, who looked worried, before following Grant deeper into the orphanage.

her original appearance, also arrived at the orphanage. As soon as she entered, a teacher stopped

I ask

joyful smile. She had volunteered at this orphanage for three years, and the fact that the teacher,

volunteer here. My name

last name. She hoped that the rest of her life would be filled with sunshine and

identity and

my identification. Please

Ms. Brown. Please follow

footsteps behind her. Turning casually

the golden sunlight, Justin's tall, handsome figure entered the orphanage's gate. Walking beside him

filled with tension and sympathy for

would feel the same heartache. Yvonne felt an intense sorrow. How much more devastating would this

frustration, Yvonne watched helplessly as they walked past her without a

his tracks. His dark eyes shifted

we

her gaze cold

was best not to stir any trouble in front of this mysterious

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her eyes coolly. "Besides, Mr. Salvador and Ms. Thompson saved countless people from despair. Their reputation is known far and wide in Savrow. Recognizing Mr. Salvador is hardly surprising, is