The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Bella's condition had only just reached the minimum requirement for discharge, yet she kept it a secret from her family and left the hospital eagerly.

Steven helped her into the car when Wilma's call came through.

"Wilma, how have you been lately?" Bella asked. Her hands were still wrapped in bandages, so Steven held the phone for her.

"I'm fine, Young Madam, but I heard from Young Master Justin that you were injured!"

"I've been discharged, so there's no need to worry." Bella's thoughts drifted to that day when she had spilled soup all over Justin. It had soaked his three-piece suit entirely.

She had not expected the man to have a backup plan, as if he anticipated her tantrum. It turned out that there was another bowl of soup in the flask.

After he left, Bella felt hungry and worn out from their argument. So she struggled to her feet and painstakingly finished the remaining bowl of soup herself.

"Wilma, when I was in the hospital, did you ask Mr. Salvador to bring me soup?" Bella's eyes curled with a smile." It was delicious. It's unmistakably your cooking. Thank you!"

"No, Young Madam! That soup wasn't mine. The young master made it himself!"

"He did?" Bella's expression froze in shock.

"The day before, the young master purposely went to a farm to buy a free-range chicken. Can you imagine such a well-dressed man stepping into the mud? His suit was covered in chicken feathers, and he reeked of chicken droppings!" Wilma's vivid storytelling made Bella laugh.

"I've watched the young master grow up, and I've never seen him look so disheveled before. He even caught the chicken himself. If word got out, it would go viral on social media. It was hilarious!"

Bella listened in disbelief, her heart trembling with emotions she couldn't suppress.

the chicken. The kitchen looked like a

office of the Salvador Corporation, sneezed so loudly that the ceiling seemed

chuckle as she

it, spending an entire day preparing it! Young Madam, you should know this by now. Young Master Justin might be clumsy with words, but he knows what's in his heart. You've always

softly, her emotions in turmoil-a bittersweet mix of feelings washed over

finding a piece of candy amidst shards of

call with Wilma, Bella sat in the car, lost

in a

home." Bella's

not planning to return to work at KS

shook off the tangled emotions that Justin had

you remember that prisoner Clarence mentioned? The one who's been proclaiming his innocence? Let's go see him. I have a feeling there's more to this story than meets the eye-something deeper. While

out to

radiant, confident smile. "Think of it

was a work day, and traffic was light. They soon arrived

you stay in the car with

slightly weary almond-shaped eyes. But just as she

away, a black car was approaching the prison

to a modest vehicle instead of the ostentatious Rolls-Royce for

the prison. Through the windshield, Bella caught a glimpse

reached out, pressing a hand firmly on