The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Grant whispered to himself, "Grandpa, you truly favor him. But how much longer can you protect him?"

Grant's smile no longer carried the charm of a gentle breeze. Instead, it resembled a

venomous serpent, cold and menacing, with eyes like a bottomless abyss. "Don't you realize that the more you shield him, the more harm you do to him?"

"Sir." Clarice hurried over, bowing deeply before him. "The task has been completed."

Grant glanced at her, and she immediately understood. Pushing his wheelchair, she escorted him to the lounge to speak privately.

"That Old Master Nigel is infuriating!" Clarice fumed on his behalf. "Who does Justin think he is? You're the one who should inherit the Salvador Corporation! Even now, the old man is hell-bent on protecting that illegitimate child. Is he senile?!"

"It's to be expected." Grant's smile lingered, though it never reached his eyes. "To Grandpa, Justin is his true grandson. After all, he's been estranged from me for a long time."

"How utterly detestable! He can't even distinguish between close and distant ties!" Clarice was livid, stomping her foot in frustration. "Even though I bribed Dr. Wagner to confirm that Justin abused illegal substances, with the old man guarding him, it still seems impossible to bring him down or to utterly destroy him!"

He smiled faintly, a hint of mockery in his gaze. You hate him

the dogs!" Recalling her downfall from being the pampered daughter of the Gold family to a ruined

the vulgar curses she wished to hurl at Bella in

voice carrying a hint of laziness. "To hate

"No, Sir! You are the only one in my heart. There's

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deep hatred... I've never experienced either.

bore no hatred for Justin, nor for his grandfather or anyone else. It seemed he

cruel acts only because

The caller ID displayed Jace's

answered,

checked. There's nothing." Jace's

telling me not a single one captured anything? I

me, come check yourself." With that, Jace coldly ended