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.

the public, claiming you orchestrated this, that

ordered the

breaking

His gaze cut through the crowd, locking onto Bella, who stood at the edge of the commotion. Her posture was

deep and steady, without the slightest tremor. It was as if every action he had

The Salvador family has always passed down the position of successor to the eldest son. It was that way in my

a change in expression, as if it were an

Salvador Corporation is a publicly traded company. The appointment and dismissal of its president is not my decision alone. Justin's removal was the result of a board resolution and vote. It had nothing to do with

Grant cast one final, lingering look at Bella. The corner

a sinister smile before he turned and

breath catch, and her skin felt clammy at the sight

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

With a thud, she fell to the floor, humiliated, surrounded by

of the hotel, Ian locked the door. Still uneasy, he pushed a

was no longer his usual tall and imposing self. He was curled up in the corner, trembling uncontrollably. His chiseled face was now

proud and formidable man