The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

As the time for the press conference drew closer, Ryan escorted Dr. Wagner out of the villa to Justin's car.

"Justin, let me go with you. I'm worried," Ryan said, lowering his gaze to Justin's calm yet somber face who was seated in the back of the car. His concern was visible on his face. Justin's cold gaze was resolute. "No need, Ryan. You've already helped me enough. It ends here."

If Ryan continued to help, he would inevitably be dragged into the mess. Despite his inability to articulate many emotions clearly, Justin deeply valued their two decades of brotherhood and friendship. Ryan had finally found happiness with Carrie, and Justin wouldn't be the one to shatter their peace.

"Ian, no matter what happens, call me first!" Ryan instructed, knowing full well how stubborn Justin could be.

"Don't worry, Chairman Hoffman!" lan readily agreed.

Dr. Wagner climbed into the car, taking a seat next to Justin in the back. Trailing behind them was another vehicle with a few of Justin's trusted men.

Two cars sped away in tandem, leaving Ryan standing in place, watching their departure with a growing sense of unease.

The luxury car raced toward the Salvador Hotel.

"Mr. Justin... Am I going to die?" Dr. Wagner stammered, trembling.

Justin's expression remained impassive. "Why are you asking that?"

"I betrayed Mr. Grant and completely offended him... He's already tried to have me killed once. How could I possibly survive this?" Dr. Wagner clutched his head in despair, certain his days were numbered. Justin's face betrayed no sympathy, but he had no intention of letting Dr. Wagner die either.

"Don't worry-"

finish, a deafening explosion shattered the

jolted in terror, immediately checking the rearview

sharp eyes darkened as he turned to look. A chill surged

nowhere, flipping violently through the air before crashing heavily

chaos, lan stammered, "President Salvador, w-what do

Justin barked, his

matter of abandoning their men-it was about survival. Justin knew that stopping would only guarantee a worse fate

black Maybach sped down the road, but soon another car

Justin's sharp eyes caught

pursuing vehicle, lan failed to notice a large truck speeding straight toward

was imminent-collision was

The Maybach swerved

car that had been chasing them, the scene utterly catastrophic, like something out of an

was insane!" lan, drenched in cold sweat, felt an odd sense of exhilaration. "If I ever have kids, I'm

get cocky, Mr. Harris! If Mr. Salvador hadn't warned you in time, we'd be the ones

emerged, blocking the narrow

do now?" lan stammered under the weight

intensity. Flames seemed to dance in his pupils

not dare use