The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 883

At that instant, lan rushed out of the meeting room and intercepted

them again.

“Mr. Thompson, while we welcome your presence, don’t you think it’s

inappropriate, both ethically and legally, to resort to violence against

our staff?”

Ignoring lan’s words, Asher countered with a question. “Should I wait

for Justin Salvador to come out, or should I just barge in?”

lan’s anger surged, his expression darkening. “I’m sorry, but Mr.

Salvador is currently in a meeting. He won’t be able to see you.

Please leave!”

Asher smirked slightly and advanced toward him.

lan’s internal alarm bells rang as he extended his arms to block Asher

“Ah!”

In the blink of an eye, Asher swiftly made his move. Before lan co even comprehend what was happening, Asher twisted his arm to t

back and forcefully flung him aside.

lan crashed to the ground. His arm was dislocated!

He clenched his teeth in pain as sweat beaded his forehead. He

watched Asher and Steven push open the door and enter the

conference room.

the

exuded a commanding présence. His handsome figure

attentively as he calmly outlined the agenda for

his authoritative demeanor, the sudden intrusion

Steven drew the attention of everyone in

in the room was shocked and

glances.

present-recognized the intruders.

aware of their presence, he chose to ignore them, continuing to read

Asher’s eyes were cold

cold and direct address cut through the

Justin’s status.

meeting Asher’s stern

it a day. We’ll

executives stood up in unison,

the

room turned

you can go ahead and say what you have to say

with anger. Seeing Justin’s seemingly indifferent attitude only fueled his

was still recovering from his

sit through the meeting

medication.

was utterly drained, and his back was drenched in

my sister.”

his presence was intimidating.

flashed with rage, turning bloodshot. ‘ Did something? What does that mean? Did Justin really harass Ms. Thompson? How could he?! How dare he even consider such

wave of anguish, as if someone

depriving

breath caught in his throat. His fingers slowly

His eyes were burning intensely. “I’ll take responsibil

to, she remains my wife.”