The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

A bone-chilling cold surged through Justin's chest.

Facing the gun, there was only a thought that shot through Justin's mind-no matter what, he had to survive and find Bella!

Normally, Justin kept a gun hidden under his car seat, but in his haste, he had taken a different car, one without any hidden weapon.

But after a brief flash of panic, Justin's military instincts kicked in, and he reacted instantly, jerking the steering wheel to slam the side of his car into Jace's vehicle with full force.

The black sports car's headlight shattered, skidding wildly across the snowy road.

A proud man by nature, Jace turned competitive with a fierce desire to win, causing him to pull the trigger. Bang-!

A bullet sliced through the icy air, shattering the car window.

From the beginning, Jace had not intended to kill Justin.

His instructions from the Boss were clear, to stop Justin from meeting Bella. Grant did not say to kill Justin.

The bullet tore through Justin's arm, sending blood spraying across the car window.

His handsome features paled, and a muffled groan slipped out. But Justin clenched the steering wheel tightly, his foot still pressed firmly on the accelerator, refusing to slow down.

turned upside down, Justin would not hesitate

the fire in Justin's heart had been

determination, even in the face of a gun, Jace felt a pang in his

out the window and unloaded three shots at the car's

chilly night as the sports car's tire burst, causing the vehicle to spin wildly on the deserted highway before crashing

Otherwise, the outcome could have

front sent smoke billowing from the crumpled hood, with shattered glass scattered across

face was cast in darkness, cold as ice, his eyes gleaming with the deadly gaze of a hunter. His black leather boots crunched over the jagged shards

the car door

his eyes, swiftly lifting

the car with blood trickling down his forehead, soaking his hair

dripped along his jawline, splattering

to tear him apart from within. But his willpower kept him standing. Among all of Savrow, who else

he pointed his gun at Justin's blood streaked

if he did not hear,

eyes were resolute, fierce,

moment, on the brink of life and death, the world seemned to pale in comparison to the determination in

don't you understand English?!" Jace clenched his jaw, brows sharp with menace. "I told you to stop!" Blood blurred Justin's vision, but not a trace of fear showed in his eyes. His voice was hoarse, as if scorched by flammes. "I'm going to see Bella, and you