The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"Thank you for telling me such an important clue, Yvonne. If Grant really is the Boss, then staying away from him isn't the solution. Instead, I need to get closer to him. Only then can I uncover his true identity and expose his schemes!"

"No! You can't!" Yvonne's voice was filled with urgency. "The Boss is an extremely dangerous figure. Even Christopher said that after following him for so many years, he only

saw a fraction of his power. There might be an even bigger force behind him who is

supporting everything!

"And besides, Justin can no longer protect you like he used to. If Grant harbors any ill intentions toward you and takes advantage of the situation, it will be even harder for you and Justin to mend things!"

Bella froze at her words, the pain in her heart swelling like waves crashing against the shore.

"Bella... I know you have a strong sense of justice. You're a hero among women, braver than most men. But you're not invincible. You can't solve everything alone. You need protection too! I'm just an ordinary person. I don't care about grand ideals... I just want the people I love, my friends, to be safe and happy. That's all, Bella... Sometimes in life, it's okay to be selfish."

the past," Bella said, forcing out words she didn't truly believe. She tilted her head slightly to prevent the tears in her eyes from spilling over. "I've just returned to where I started, giving back to someone who never belonged to me. There's nothing

the Boss, then it's better that Justin stays away from me. I don't want him

a

tightened as a thought struck her. "Yvonne, from now on, you should stay in Hatchbay. Don't show up in Savrow unless absolutely necessary. I'll tell Drew to make sure you are well-guarded. If Grant is indeed the Boss, he might

barely met. He shouldn't know who I am," Yvonne said, trying to reassure

safe than sorry," Bella replied firmly. "It's always better to

way to the parking lot. As soon as he got into his car, a wave of coldness swept over

over, trembling, his forehead hitting the steering wheel repeatedly,

could not subside.

reason he had rushed away from Bella earlier was that he had reached his

moment longer, he would lose control in front of her— becoming a monster

phone buzzed in his sweaty palm.