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

ask who you

fact that the teacher, who knew her well, could not recognize her at such a

volunteer here. My

identity, taking Drew's last name. She hoped that the rest

avoid drawing unnecessary attention, Yvonne decided to use a fake identity and presented her newly updated ID card with a fresh

identification. Please

Ms. Brown. Please

her. Turning casually to look, she was suddenly struck

Justin's tall, handsome figure entered the orphanage's gate. Walking

her heart filled with tension and sympathy for

feel the same heartache. Yvonne felt

her fists in frustration, Yvonne watched helplessly as

in his tracks. His dark eyes shifted

have we

well, her gaze cold and

since her cosmetic surgery. Deciding it was best not to stir any trouble in front of this

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coolly. "Besides, Mr. Salvador and Ms. Thompson saved