The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"Yes." Carrie nodded firmly.

At this moment, Ralph, always composed and steady, stared at the portrait as he stood quietly and stiffly, his eyes turning red.

"Ralph, are you alright?" Carrie keenly sensed Ralph's unusual behavior and asked softly.

Ralph spoke, his voice hoarse. "Sorry. Where's the washroom? I need to use it."

Justin pointed in the direction, and Ralph immediately strode away.

"Bella, do you guys know this man?" Justin put his arms around her waist and asked nervously.

Bella took a deep breath, trying to calm her surging emotions. "This man looks like my fifth brother, Hugh, who died in a plane crash." Justin and Carrie's eyes widened in disbelief!

Thinking of her fifth brother, who passed away many years ago and became a wound that would never heal on the Thompson family members' hearts, Bella immediately teared up and muttered in a low voice, "During the years Hugh left us, we never dared to mention his name or grieve him, especially in front of Aunt Mila and Ralph. It's not because we have forgotten him, but precisely because we can't, so we always avoided the subject."

the deepest corner of her heart and almost overwhelming her. "Until now, I could still remember the morning of Hugh's accident. He wore his pilot's uniform and carried a suitcase, standing in the courtyard bathed in warm sunlight, waving goodbye to us.

hand on Bella's waist tightened, the sadness pressing down on his chest like a huge

to comfort her, but any words seemed pale and

looking back worriedly at the

portrait doesn't just look similar to Hugh.

that all the crew

indeed hard to believe."

her shoulders gently. "Even if no body was found, the possibility of survival in a plane crash is close to zero. Besides, if your brother survived and was saved, how could henot contact his family for so many

although he tried his best to control himself, his slightly swollen eyes still betrayed his sadness. "It's just a coincidence that he looks exactly the same as my brother? Are

not impossible," Justin said

see her son's body with her own eyes, so even if everyone told her there was no hope, she still couldn't get over it, holding onto the faint hope that her son

her life. So, she did not treat the day of the incident as Hugh's death anniversary. She still celebrates his birthday, as if Hugh

with pain. "I really can't imagine how Aunt Mila would feel if she saw this man. I'm afraid she'd want to find this man more than we do, even just to see

looks like Hugh, but his eyes don't belong to him. Hugh is like a pool of springwater, while he is a ruthless