The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"Grandpa, please calm down." After a long silence, Grant finally stepped forward, his smile warm and gentle.

"You've misunderstood Dad, and you've also misunderstood me. I've never had any intention of taking Justin's place. I'm someone who's lived with a crippled body for years being alive and well is already a blessing. I wouldn't dare to ask for anything more. In my eyes, there's no one more suited to lead the Salvador Corporation than Justin. Please don't worry or get upset over this."

Nigel gazed at Grant's calm expression, but a startling recollection flooded his mind-a bloodied young boy, his lips curving into a chilling smile as he held onto a butcher's knife.

A sharp ache shot through his chest, and his body trembled violently before Grant quickly stepped in to steady him. "Grandpa, be careful!"

Nigel struggled to regulate his breathing and held onto Grant's cold and smooth hands. His voice trembled with a plea. "Grant... You wouldn't harm Justin, would you? He lost his mother at such a young age and suffered so much through endless hardships. He's given everything for Salvador Corporation. Please, for his sake, try to be understanding ... Don't make things harder for your old grandfather, okay?"

Grant's smile softened, but there was a haunting edge to his expression. "Grandpa, it seems you've forgotten that I, too, lost my mother when I was very young."

hitched, his chest

one, gently caressing it. "No one can take what belongs to Justin,

slipping out of sight, Bella heaved a deep

causing any commotion today. Her goal was to scope out the area and

she witnessed in the hospital.

to leave, she caught sight of Clarice stepping out of an elevator

held her breath, clenched her teeth, and followed quietly, making no

as she lit a cigarette,

white lab coat she wore was utterly at

Christopher had referred to before, which meant that their boss was almost certainly