The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Ian caught the tie clip with a confused expression. "Mr. Salvador, what's this?"

Justin closed his eyes for a brief rest, loosening the knot of his tie, yet he still felt its stifling weight.

"Something from Clarice."

"Oh! Some random trash from that woman? No thanks!" Ian scoffed, tossing it away immediately. "I've got a girlfriend. I don't need misunderstandings."

"A girlfriend?" Justin asked, eyes still closed, brows slightly furrowed.

"Yeah, Rachel."

Justin frowned. "She's of age now?"

Ian laughed, exasperated. "She's a college student, Mr. Salvador. Do you really think I'm a monster?"

Justin's mind drifted back to the time he and Bella had helped save a girl named Rachel Meads. Fragments of that memory flashed in his mind, but then lan's voice broke through his thoughts.

"Mr. Salvador, look!"

eyes wearily, but the sight before him made his heart

intense white light, her dark hair whipped around in the wind, as if it might carry

heavily. He opened the car door

greeted him with a faint smile, calm

were flushed from the cold. She must have been waiting

single word. He remembered she hated the cold. Whenever it got chilly, she

a word?" Bella's voice was soft, lacking any expectation of his concern.

lips pressed together. "We can

keeping a slight distance that felt respectful yet unsettling to

to give the

Bella

replied, glancing at her from the corner of his

"I don't need a gift," Bella spoke again, catching

you promised me, don't

froze, his voice low. "Of

time to keep that

gaze smoldering with intensity. "Tomorrow at 3:00 p.m., I want you to meet