The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

A secluded and serene villa in the eastern suburbs, completely unknown to the world, served as Grant's private residence.

It was early in the morning when Clarice arrived to report what she discovered.

Unexpectedly, she bumped into Jace, who was drenched. His eyes were bloodshot, as though he had not slept in days. The hostility radiating from him and his sharp, wolf-like gaze made Clarice instinctively flinch, compelling her to back away.

"You look terrible." Clarice rolled her eyes at him and knocked on the study door before entering. Jace ignored her jab and followed her in.

Inside the classically styled study, Grant sat in a wheelchair, teasing a parrot in a golden cage before him.

was deeply influenced by Grant. In fact, Christopher practically revered

worshiped an idol, they would inevitably want to get

here is the recording that I've extracted." Clarice stepped forward, taking out her phone and playing the conversation between Justin and Bella

words like "promise" and "see you there", a flicker of chilling darkness crept into his

gaze.

to furrow slightly. "As per your instructions, I hacked Justin's car and intercepted this conversation," Clarice said with a sigh, her tone carrying

smile deepened. "No, I find this conversation invaluable. Clarice, you did well." Clarice's face

looked at her with an inscrutable gaze. "There is one

lately. Apart from Ms. Thompson, you're the only woman who can get close to him. Your progress is impressive." Grant raised his