The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

In a matter of seconds, they were surrounded by a horde of menacing figures. The tension in the air gnawed at their nerves.

The scene unfolded in the underground parking lot of the Salvador Hotel.

It was the Salvador family's property. Every brick and stone of this establishment was built under Nigel's meticulous oversight. Among all the five-star hotels in Savrow, it had always been at the top of the rankings.

Yet today, on the occasion of a press conference, Grant seemed determined to turn the parking lot into a bloodbath. He truly was a madman and was beyond redemption.

"Ten for each of us?" Asher nudged Justin with his elbow, his dark eyes narrowing slightly." The press conference starts in ten minutes. Can you wrap this up in time?"

Justin's gaze was sharp and wild. His normally brooding eyes now had a dangerous light. " I'll take fifteen, you handle the other five."

"Why do I get so few?"

Justin raised a brow and casually said, "You're the senior. As a junior, it's only right that I handle more."

Asher lowered his lashes briefly, managing a wry smile despite the tension.

in seniority, not in years. Don't try to play the

the day, this is a grudge between me and Grant. This is a Salvador family matter, and it was never my intention to drag

"We're family. No need to draw lines where there

chest tightened. He turned to look at Asher, a surge of unspeakable emotion welling in

shout pierced through the suffocating tension,

through the crowd and scattering several men before pulling off an

to a flawless stop directly in front

stepped out, moving

slightly and rolled his shoulders, as if ready to

eyes widened in disbelief, his chest tightening with

Ryan

was up. The press conference was

sat on the sofa with his eyes

him a cup of

a moment to inhale its fragrance

he hurt you like this! Your entrance could've been