The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Clarice's eyes lit up.

"What's the reason?"

Grant's faint smile carried a chill like the night air. His voice was so cold and distant it felt almost otherworldly. "In my brother's life, apart from Ms. Thompson, there is another woman whose importance could make him act without hesitation."

The usually silent Jace unexpectedly spoke. "Are you referring to the woman who once saved Justin's life on the battlefield?"

"After Justin retired and returned from the front lines, he developed PTSD. His mental state deteriorated severely, even to the point of contemplating suicide. During that time, I often called him, urging him to hold on, to live well." Grant recounted in a low, slow tone, as though telling a story unrelated to himself. "I reminded him that my life was already worse than death. If he didn't survive, what would become of the Salvador family's future? Father and Grandpa would lose their support and be heartbroken."

for all! I even regret it bitterly now. Why did I ever listen to Shannon back then and save him when he tried to end his life? He should have died

He was ruthless, but he only followed Grant's orders, doing precisely what was asked. On the other hand, Clarice was

not more so. Though they stayed out of each

to manage the bigger picture. I've never denied Justin's skills in business

flushed

risked her life to save him on the battlefield. He said she wore a large mask, so he never saw her face. It was a regret that has haunted him ever since. He never knew her name, so he simply called her 'Little Dove'. For years, he's been searching for her, but there's been no trace. He once told me that this 'Little Dove' is crucial to him, and if he ever found her, he'd do anything to

quickly asked, "sir,

feathers, his smile faint, and his gaze profound. "I've always known

"Who is she?!"