The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Nigel was an old man in his twilight years, yet in the presence of the board-which consisted of men still in their prime-he remained sharp and dignified. His silver hair did nothing to dull his imposing presence.

Seated with perfect composure, he exuded such an undeniable authority that Gregory was instantly pulled back to the days when he had worked beneath the crushing weight of his father's rule.

"Chairman Salvador, esteemned board members, I trust no one objects to this old man attending today's meeting. " Nigel's gaze swept across the room, his smile never quite reaching his eyes.

The board members hurried to respond. "You are a director of Salvador Corporation. It is only right!"

Nigel gave a slow, deliberate nod. "The company is weathering a storm. The stock price is volatile, and all eyes are upon us. You all know I had retired, choosing to step away from business to enjoy my later years.

"I had hoped to entrust the company to my children and grandchildren to avoid overstepping and earning their resentment. But time and again, crises have arisen. As a director, I cannot simply stand aside. It is my duty to shoulder this burden alongside all of you."

Gregory pressed his lips together until they turned pale, yet he had no choice but to agree.

For nearly 20 years, he had fought to take his younger brother's place. After relentless effort, he had finally secured his father's approval- finally earned the right to wield control over the Salvador Corporation.

Now, the old man had suddenly returned to the boardroom, his every word steeped in concern for the company.

Gregory's expression flickered. His face burned with shame, as if his father had just slapped him.

"Gregory," Nigel's voice rang out, firm and commanding,

Gregory straightened at once. "Yes, Father."

suffered a severe public backlash. You are preparing to vote on whether Grant, as president,

still, his dark gaze

cleared his

aside for now. I

room fell silent.

about to welcome a

astonishment spread through

leaned forward, their backs leaving the chairs, eyes fixed

widened. "A new board member?

me." The voice was clear, melodic, and carried

A strange sensation coursed through him, like an electric current running through his veins, making his

lifted a brow sharply. His Adam's apple moved

eyes, a woman stepped into

an impeccably tailored white suit, heels clicking against the polished floor, Bella moved with the quiet confidence of someone who belonged on a pedestal. She came

delicate face had thinned slightly, even with only the lightest touch of makeup, she was

eyes. Her bright, almond-shaped eyes were sharp as

single one of these seasoned

a surge of fury shot straight to his head, aimed directly at the breathtaking woman standing before him. "Dad! Are you saying she's going to

not joking." Nigel lifted his head, his expression calm, his smile gentle yet