The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

This situation had spiraled far beyond Jack's expectations, layered with complexities and hidden agendas.

Justin sat tall, his posture straight and demeanor upright, exuding an air of righteous confidence.

His military background shone through, his presence steady and commanding completely at odds with someone allegedly controlled by drug addiction.

"I didn't know it was a drug," Justin added, his tone calm yet resolute. "As you mentioned, this is a new designer drug that only emerged in Savrow two months ago. Even those as experienced as you have just recently encountered it. How could someone like me, with no prior exposure, recognize it?"

Justin's piercing gaze met Jack's.

"Secondly, if I had known, I would never have taken it. My body is already facing health challenges. Adding drug use would be suicidal. Do you think I value my life so little?"

He paused, his words sharp and unwavering. "Am I so tired of living that I'd dig my own grave?"

Jack hesitated, grappling with the sheer conviction emanating from Justin. His argument was logical, his presence commanding. It was difficult to reconcile this man with the image of a drug addict.

for questioning immediately. If she was the one providing the medication, she must know its

leaned forward, his voice unyielding. "She has unrestricted access to the Salvador family and is close to Mr. Salvador as his personal physician. You have to consider the likelihood that she planted the drugs in his office." Jack froze. Clarence's reasoning struck

armchair in his study at Tideview Manor, his chest heavy with frustration. His expression

That's not the son

please take care of your health," Grant said, stepping forward. He poured a cup of tea and placed it before his father. "I'll handle Justin's situation. I'll get him out as soon

market opens, our stock prices will plummet again!" Gregory clenched his fists in

the A5 project, the stock prices will

"I still don't believe Justin would take

side, hesitated before speaking. "Maybe it's the stress. Between his illness, work,

your concern," Grant interrupted coldly, his tone

faltered, but she quickly stepped

sighed, rubbing his temples. "With the project looming and Justin caught up in this