The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Justin felt a sinking feeling in his heart and quickly turned to Bella. "Bella, I'll go see them by myself."

All the gossip and negative comments about Bella were spreading everywhere, especially in a sensitive environment like a hospital. Any disagreements with the families of the witnesses could pose a risk to Bella.

Justin was prepared to deal with it all on his own, but he couldn't bear to see her go through any of it. It would be too painful for him to witness her suffering.

"I understand your intention, Justin," Bella said soothingly as she covered his hand with hers. "But they're really eager to meet me, and if I hadn't pushed to see Rachel, things wouldn't have gotten so out of control. I've just got to take the lead here, apologize, and show them that I mean it. You know me. Hiding is not my style."

"I'm not one to hide either," Justin said, looking deeply into her eyes and holding her hand tightly. "I'll come with you."

Even though Rachel was placed in a VIP ward with strict privacy and security measures, Steven was still worried that the victims' families might make a scene at the hospital and damage Bella's reputation. So, he made sure they were taken to the VIP area as fast as possible.

Bella and Justin stood side by side in the corridor, watching anxiously as Mrs. Mead and the other victim hurried toward them. Despite her calm expression, Bella felt a sense of unease in her heart. The three individuals stopped in front of them.

Justin's eyes held a hint of vigilance amidst their icy stare, while Steven also kept a close watch, fearing any impulsive actions toward Bella.

of a lioness who had not slept in days. Even though she had not said anything yet, it was clear from the look

numb fingers and was about to speak when she was

I beg of you... Please, you must save my daughter! I'm begging you!" With a

get

things out calmly!"

them, but then

already sobbing uncontrollably, their bodies stil

for Steven's timely assistance, Bella feared she would not be able to support the

get up!" The girl's mother sobbed deeply, her tears falling nonstop and her grief tugging at her

and her eyes teared up. "Please don't cry. It's not good for your health. Please stand up first and

two coming here to cry in

with visible frustration at their sudden display of desperation, as if they had only turned to God for help when things

the one

President Salvador all this time. Have you forgotten how you treated us? Young Madam did consider helping you out, offering a way to escape your

enough!" Justin's eyes narrowed, and