The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

In the evening, Tan was behind the wheel, driving Justin to meet Nigel.

Along the way, they received news that Clarice had been successfully bailed out.

Enraged, Tan slammed his palm against the steering wheel. "Damn it. Why is it so hard to get rid of that wicked woman?!"

"She is Grant's right hand. One might even say she holds more of his secrets than he can afford to lose." Justin leaned back in his seat, eyes half-closed. His sculpted jaw tensed, silent and sharp. "Until every ounce of Clarice's value is drained, Grant will never let her go. That is how he has always operated."

Ian shook his head, teeth clenched. "Who the hell is she? You told me to dig into her background. But it's clean. Not a single thing came up. What kind of past is she hiding that makes Grant protect her so obsessively? with his power, he could have anyone. Why her? She's like some clueless doll. Half the time she acts like she's making life harder for him on purpose!"

A cold fog settled over Justin's handsome face. His eyes turned sharp, dark, and unreadably deep.

Ian's words stirred something.

Justin pondered. 'Yes. With Grant's reach, he has no shortage of brilliant followers. So why Clarice? Was that even her real name? If the background was fake, the name must be as well.'

bringing Nigel back home to Crescent Bay, Bella quietly slipped on her apron and stepped

she stay and eat, so she

about

voice was low. "I've had

you or Justin ever need anything at all...

a small, quiet smile. Her voice floated like mist. "Grandpa Nigel, you've already done enough. Leave the

her heart tightened.

his eyes and

have called the police when it happened, instead of cleaning up after him... I should not have shielded his crimes. If I had, none of this would be happening

Grant was still a minor. Even if you had reported it, even if he had served ten or twenty years, he would still be here, just

"The root...? What do you

you ever feel he was different from other children?