The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Upon returning home, Justin received a call from lan and went straight to the study to handle some business. "Mr. Salvador, the foundation is almost finalized. You can announce it officially whenever you're ready."

Justin's voice was low and carried a hint of weariness. "That's great. Thank you for your hard work."

"And by the way, weren't you planning to take Young Madam on a vacation to Switzerland? I've got a villa ready for you. It's at the bottom of the Alps, and the scenery is magnificent. You and Young Madam car head there anytime," lan said in a cheery tone.

Having toppled Shannon, lan felt rejuvenated. He was so happy that he could laugh even in his dreams.

However, Justin remained silent for a while, lost in thought. He was still thinking about the conversation with Grant and the way his brother had looked at Bella.

The pressure in his chest grew, and his eyes became deep and troubled.

"Mr. Salvador? Mr. Salvador? Are you asleep?"

Justin snapped back to reality. "What did you just say?"

"I said, I've arranged everything for you in Switzerland. You and Young Madam can go on vacation whenever you like."

Concerned, lan asked, "Mr. Salvador, are you alright? You sound exhausted. Are you sick?"

earlier tonight. He also met Bella." Justin said, pressing his fingers to his aching forehead, his mind

"What?!"

but yell, forgetting all etiquette. "Holy... What were you

Bella was there

let him see her just because he wants to? Are you going to do whatever he asks you

so anxious

were also a victim. You almost didn't make it back alive. You can be grateful to him, but there's no need to feel guilty and think you owe him for the rest of your life. You don't have to do what he

his brows, feeling his

forth a conspiracy theory. Those kidnappers might've been targeting him all along, and

Growing increasingly disgruntled,

Salvador household for a few years. Hardly anyone knew about your existence. But Grant was different. He was the legitimate eldest son, always out in public with Chairman Salvador. He was born with a golden spoon! If I were a kidnapper, he'd definitely be my prime target. Kidnapping him would be

face darkened.

crude

child born out of wedlock, far less valuable

not deny that his escape from those monsters was thanks to his

well-protected, but you let Young Master Grant meet her, and it was

really have

sharp breath, shaking his head vigorously and muttering, "No