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."

eliminate Justin once and for all! I even regret it bitterly now. Why did I ever listen to Shannon

shifted to her, a cold glint within them. Though he and Clarice both served Grant, they could not see eye to eye. He was ruthless, but he only followed Grant's orders, doing

Christopher, Clarice was just as ruthless, if not more so. Though they stayed out of each other's way, Jace

kind?" Grant's lips curled into a smile. "Helping him was partially mercy, yes, but at that time, the Salvador family needed him to manage

Clarice flushed

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

something, Clarice quickly asked, "sir, have you found this

stroked the parrot's feathers, his smile faint, and his

"Who is she?!"