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!"

opened his eyes wearily, but the sight before him made his heart

car, surrounded by a flurry of snowflakes. In the intense white light, her dark hair whipped around in the wind, as if it

car door and walked toward her, one step at a

with a faint

cold. She must have been waiting outside

a single word. He remembered she hated the cold. Whenever it got chilly, she would always nestle into his arms, using his hands

of his

together. "We can

a slight distance that felt respectful yet

to give the former

Bella broke the

replied, glancing at her from the corner of his eye,

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

what you promised me, don't

voice low. "Of

time to keep that

"Tomorrow at 3:00 p.m., I want you to meet me