The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 297

Ralph Thompson, the seventh son of the Thompson family, aspired to be a crime-fighting police officer since childhood. Now, he had fulfilled his dream and had become the captain of the first Criminal Investigation Division in Savrow.

“Yeah, yeah! Beat him to death! Give it to him until he can’t take it anymore!” Ralph’s words also stirred Axel’s emotions. “Can’t you detectives use some unique methods during

interrogation?”

“We prosecutors don’t have that authority. Don’t waste this chance!” Axel said, slamming his fist on the car window.

Asher, on the side, listened with a wry smile.

Wyatt Thompson’s daughters were refined and elegant, like princesses. However, his sons were aggressive and often resorted to brute force. Even more so than him, who had once been on the streets.

The three brothers, working together, left those targeted with only two paths – a dead end or no way out!

Justin rushed to the hospital to accompany his grandfather. Worried about Justin, Ryan insisted on following him as well. The sports car skidded to a stop at the hospital entrance. Without any hesitation, Justin left the car and sprinted into the hospital.

was his only concern and attachment to the Salvador family. His grandfather was the one who truly treated him

“Grandpa, Grandpa…”

like the wind, his hoarse voice murmuring repeatedly.

on a bench, cradling a sleeping Carrie in her arms. The scene was serene, like a delicately painted oil

gently caressed the girl in her arms. Her features were serene and peaceful, emitting a radiant and holy light, though her petite figure seemed to harbor an unstoppable and powerful force. Whenever someone needed her, she descended upon them

surged through Justin’s nose. Fortunately, she

and locked eyes with Justin, their gazes meeting like rivers converging. In that brief moment of confusion,

toward him again turned

Gold’s birthday banquet is over, I suppose? Is it right for Mr.

if he had been stripped naked, publicly humiliated, and subjected to an execution

her step by step, his eyes filled with remorse.

sleep, and Uncle Matt is looking after him. You should wait outside for now and let the

I’m sorry,” Justin struggled with

to do with you. Grandpa, at least, cared for you once. I hope you can spare some

that I can’t be with him all the time.