The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"No. Not yet."

Grant took a sip of tea. His gaze was dark and deep. It was like a hidden current in a deep abyss. "I think... Justin should be waking up soon. He has Ms. Thompson by his side, along with capable friends. This disaster may not be as unavoidable as I initially thought."

Clarice leaned in, lowering her voice. "So, you're suggesting that we..."

"I've heard that Ms. Thompson has a rather skilled brother-in-law, a specialist in neurology?"

Clarice blinked in surprise. "Are you referring to Arnold, the youngest son of the Larson family?"

Grant lowered his gaze and continued sipping his tea, his voice cold and detached. "That man cannot remain in Ms. Thompson's team, nor should he stay by my brother's side."

Grant's words piqued Jace's interest immediately. "Do you need me to take action against him?"

"We don't always have to kill someone to remove them."

Grant toyed with the teacup with his fingertips. A faint smile played on his lips. "Breaking his spirit will be just as effective."

After Gregory brought Justin back to Savrow, he secretly sent him to a top-tier private hospital for treatment.

family could visit Justin and especially emphasized barring the Thompsons from

Bella would wait outside the

heavy rain, the

softly in the night. She

hands, which suffered from frostbite. Her cheeks and the tips of her ears tinged

been standing out here for hours!" Steven handed her

used to do the same thing. He used to wait outside

unshed tears, her smile bittersweet. "This time, it's my turn to

his head, unsure how to

how badly she

she could not see

could do was

d with silent prayers.

Justin faced while pursuing her were now repeating in her

to endure the

seemed far too cruel

phone rang.

expression shifted in shock. He stared at Bella with