The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Arnold was silent for a moment before letting out a soft sigh. "But I believe he will choose the former. A man who has reached the pinnacle of his life cannot tolerate falling back into the depths, especially a man like him—so much pride and self-respect."

"Justin nearly gave half his life to build Salvador Corporation... I was his wife for three years, and no one understands better than I do what he went through to get here." Bella shook her head in frustration and continued, "Even if it means exhausting himself completely, he will never give up on Salvador Corporation."

"Drug addiction has no cure. The only solution is to endure it with sheer willpower. All I can do is help him alleviate the symptoms. Bella, I'm sorry." Arnold's restrained voice carried a hint of bitterness.

"Please don't say that, Arnold. You've already done so much for Justin. It's enough." Bella's eyes stung as she blinked back tears. "By the way, Aunt Mila and I visited Uncle Alvin the other day. He asked me to pass on a message to you. He wanted me to say sorry on his behalf."

There was a long silence on the other end of the call.

"It's all in the past. Apart from his strong opposition to my relationship with Asher, I've never really hated him, not even for a moment, from childhood until now," Arnold said as he took a deep breath, as if forcing himself to hold back some emotion, and laughed with a sense of relief.

"Though now that I think about it, I really should've listened to my father. If I hadn't gotten involved with Asher back then, I think I would've lived a much happier life than I do now."

call ended, Bella's heart felt as though it had been trampled by a thousand horses. She felt an indescribable

tell that Arnold still

that lay between them ever be mended

buzzed, and a WhatsApp message popped up on the

lead on Arnold's whereabouts.

remained optimistic and cheered

you bring Arnold back! Ash, you can

others can help you.] Steven approached with a freshly brewed cup of coffee and placed it on the desk. "Ms. Bella, the weather isn't great today. The roads are a mess and slippery. It might be best to hold off on

sip of the coffee, pausing in thought. "For today, I'd like you to come with me to

Steven drove Bella to the

here to

dressed neatly and sitting in a wheelchair, with his secretary, Matt, behind