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!"

Drew's eyes curved with a smile

that this man must be another one

her top priority was now at the bottom of the pyramid after being together with Bella. How

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gaze was anxious. "Not me. It's

a few steps. "What happened? Where's my sister?!" Justin's eyelashes fluttered, and he found

the cold air from outside to his sick sister. He sat on the bedside and called out gently, "Bella? Bella? I'm here. How are you

sense anyone else. Her dry lips parted slightly as she murmured,

hearing it, Drew felt bitter and cast a displeased glance

for you. Come

over and kneeled by the bed, gently caressing

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you want water?

twitched as she shook

for a second? Can't you see she's burning up? Her mind