The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Bella trembled. Her eyes were filled with loss and shock. "Justin..."

The blinding lights of the cameras erupted once more, capturing Justin's retreating figure. The crowd exchanged bewildered glances.

"Justin, where are you going?!" Ryan stared in astonishment.

Just as Ryan was about to chase after him, Ian abruptly stopped her. "Chairman Hoffman, let me go instead!"

With that, Ian took off in pursuit.

Ryan looked toward the wide-open doors, an inexplicable sense of foreboding rising in his mind.

"Ryan, stay here and watch over Bella. Arnold has left-I'm going to find him!" With a solemn expression, Asher strode away without hesitation.

"Hey! You!" Ryan clicked his tongue in frustration, grinding his teeth. "Why is it always me babysitting?!"

The reporters surged forward, surrounding Grant in an instant.

Clarice tried to shield him with her own body, but she was a delicate woman wearing high heels. The group of reporters shoved her around, leaving her utterly disheveled and embarrassed.

from the public, claiming you orchestrated this, that this is an internal power struggle within the family-a ruthless battle between brothers! What

who ordered the police investigation against

sweat breaking out

Bella, who stood at the edge of

It was as if every action

of successor to the eldest son. It was that way in my father's generation, and it is the same in mine. Now that I have returned from my recovery abroad, the presidency of Salvador Corporation belongs to me. Even if my brother had not been

as if it were an indisputable truth, acting

dismissal of its president is not my decision alone. Justin's removal was the result of

lingering look

before he turned and strode

her breath catch, and her skin felt clammy at the

"Mr. Grant... Mr. Grant!"

balance. With a thud,

he pushed a cleaning cart against

imposing self. He was curled up in the corner, trembling uncontrollably. His chiseled face was now deathly

the proud and formidable man he