The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Grant was not unfamiliar with the kind of gaze directed at him. He categorized all of them under one term awe. Yet with Bella, he disliked it when she looked at him with fear.

"Mr. Grant, why are you here?" Bella steadied herself, avoiding his deep eyes.

"I heard from Grandpa that you would be coming tonight, so I came to wait for you," Grant said, gazing at her tenderly.

The crowd was stunned.

What did this mean? Was it a subtle yet public confession?!

Could it be that even Young Master Grant had feelings for Bella?

She had once been his younger brother's woman. Did he truly not care or feel repulsed?

instant, the reporters, who sensed the ambiguous atmosphere, surged toward

arm, encircled Bella's shoulders, and pulled her into

he appeared gentle, his posture at that moment was unyieldingly assertive, almost exuding a domineering aura

trembled while nestled within Grant's hold. She felt

crowd pressing in around them

tightened suddenly. She saw Justin's sad and aloof figure standing a few steps away, gazing expressionlessly

gazes met. Bella's eyes turned

it felt like there was a wide

lips trembled, almost calling out

one step toward her, she would run to

Justin turned away indifferently, as if he had seen nothing, and left

flood of disappointment washed over her, chilling her to the bone. Her