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.

at the orphanage. As

may I ask

momentarily before breaking into a joyful smile. She had volunteered at this orphanage for three years, and the fact that the teacher, who knew her well, could not recognize her

here. My name is

taking Drew's last name. She hoped that the rest of her life would be filled with

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

my identification. Please take

Brown. Please follow

Yvonne heard the sound of footsteps behind her. Turning casually to

orphanage's gate. Walking beside him was Clarice, who was smiling

filled

heartache. Yvonne felt an intense

frustration, Yvonne watched helplessly as they walked

stopped in his tracks. His

have we met

her

her since her cosmetic surgery. Deciding it was best not to stir any trouble in front of this mysterious woman, Yvonne calmly responded, "No,

met, how

influence." Yvonne lowered her eyes coolly. "Besides, Mr. Salvador and Ms.