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!"

but the sight before him made his heart

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

chest rose and fell heavily. He opened the car door and walked toward her, one

greeted him with a

from the cold. She

unable to utter a single word. He remembered she hated the cold. Whenever it got

may I have a word?" Bella's voice was soft, lacking any expectation of his concern. She did not seem to mind his

"We can talk

replied politely, keeping a slight distance

to

Bella broke

glancing at her from the corner of

about to say, "I don't need a gift,"

remember what you promised

froze, his voice

to

gaze smoldering with intensity. "Tomorrow at