The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

The old Arnold was lively, cheerful, and enamored with beauty. But that once radiant being had fallen into an abyss, leaving no trace behind.

As Arnold passed by Asher, he did not pause for even a moment.

At such a close distance, Asher could clearly see the cruel, cross-shaped scar marring Arnold's cheek. His heart twisted painfully, the agony making his vision go black, as his body swayed violently.

"Asher, are you alright?!" Fortunately, Ryan was right beside him and managed to catch him in time.

Asher gazed at Arnold's thin figure disappearing into the distance. His parched lips moved, but no sound emerged. It was as if he had lost the ability to speak.

Arnold stopped beside Justin, his lips curving faintly as he nodded slightly-a brief gesture of acknowledgment.

Then he suddenly lifted his sharp gaze. Those piercing eyes bore into Grant's deceitful face like daggers.

"I am Dr. Arnold Larson, and I once served as Mr. Justin's attending physician. About six months ago, Mr. Justin struck a deal with Christopher Iverson in order to save Ms. Thompson, who had been imprisoned on a remote island. He willingly took poison in exchange for her safe return to her family."

His words caused an uproar.

kidnapped by Christopher Iverson, the chairman of Iverson Corporation, and taken to a deserted island. Some said it was because of unrequited love, while others

Reporters buzzed with excitement.

the hospital. The Salvador family tried their best to cover it

with

those days trapped on the island with Christopher

saved her, she had

not know how he had negotiated with that devil, but she understood one thing with certainty her safety

would ever get the chance to risk everything

gaze. "This is an official diagnosis report, personally signed by me and issued by the most authoritative medical institution in Savrow. It contains Mr. Justin's earliest brain scans and blood tests, stamped and certified. This

I conducted a blood test. The results match today's findings-his body contains traces of narcotics. This proves that the substance Christopher

echoed through

"OMG, that's horrible!"

if I wasn't there, the international police and armed forces who rescued Ms. Thompson and Mr. Justin witnessed everything. If even they can't verify Mr. Justin's condition, then who

out loud

Grant's expression grew darker by the