The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Drew's hands were casually in his pockets. He tilted his head and asked, "Is Bella here?"

Wilma sized him up. "Are you my Young Madam's friend?"

"No."

Wilma suddenly thought of something, and her eyes widened warily. "Oh! You aren't Young Madam's admirer, are you? Could you be Young Master Justin's love rival?!" After all, she knew all the men who would come to the villa to see Bella, but she did not recognize this one.

"Tsk."

Drew smirked, raising his brow teasingly. "If I were Bella's admirer, what chance would Justin have? Your Young Master would be out of the game long ago!"

What an arrogant brat!

Furious, Wilma was about to speak when Justin's anxious voice came from behind. "Aunt Wilma, do we have fever medicine?!"

At the same time, he saw Drew standing outside the door. His eyes lit up. "Drew!"

greeting." Drew's eyes curved with a smile

hung slightly open, finally realizing that this man must be another

Master she raised as her top priority was now at the

I'll get the medicine for you now." sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet

was anxious.

fever?!" Drew's heart tightened, and he immediately rushed to Justin with a few steps. "What happened? Where's my sister?!" Justin's eyelashes fluttered,

afraid of bringing the cold air from outside to his sick sister. He sat on the bedside and called out gently,

Her dry lips parted slightly as she murmured,

it, Drew felt bitter and cast a displeased glance at the

for you. Come

quickly walked over and kneeled by the bed, gently caressing her

I'm here. Aunt Wilma went

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medicine. Hold on a little longer. Do you want water? Where do

Bella's nose twitched as

stop talking for a second? Can't you see