The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Bella followed Justin into the study.

He closed the door behind them. She neither sat on the sofa nor turned on the light. She simply stood in the shadows, quiet and composed.

Their eyes met. Each gaze shimmered with a rare intensity, hiding emotions too complex to name. Something lingered in the air-quiet, stirring, and restrained, as if something within them longed to break free but could not.

After a moment, Bella gave a faint smile. Her voice was soft. "Mr. Salvador, if you have something to say, please speak. I have other matters tonight, so I can't stay long."

Her meaning was clear. She did not wish to be alone with him.

A bitter ache stirred in Justin's chest. His voice came out hoarse. "You didn't vote against it at today's board meeting. I want to know if your thoughts align with mine."

Bella lowered her lashes. Her reply was calm. "You didn't oppose Grant becoming president because you still cannot see his true intention. If you wish to understand his plan, you must first meet his demands. Raise him up and place him under the spotlight. Only then will you see his moves with clarity. Otherwise, he will remain an insatiable serpent, crawling in the dark. You will never predict what he'll do next."

Justin's eyes widened. His heart skipped a beat. Yet he kept his emotions in check. "Yes. That is exactly what I was thinking."

The rare feeling returned-no one else understood him like she did, and no one ever had.

you are wrong about." Justin stepped closer. The distance

breath caught. "What is

president, he will never be satisfied." He looked deep into her eyes. His voice was steady and slow. "What he wants is to devour the entire Salvador Corporation. Perhaps,

serious as she gave him a

she might have respected him. They might even have become friends. But he had done what she could never forgive. He had wounded the

face darkened. "She is Grant's pawn, and she holds a grudge against both of us. For now, let Steven keep a close watch.

smile, neither agreeing nor

his wife's side. Bella had also given him a few days off

always known how to protect herself. Even before Justin came into her life,

His voice softened

paused. Her smile bloomed like a midnight rose, delicate and

Bella spoke again, her voice low. "Mr. Salvador, have you never questioned Clarice's true

you have a

lips parted. A name long buried slipped into his ears. "You haven't forgotten

chill