The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 2436

As the time for the press conference drew closer, Ryan escorted Dr. Wagner out of the villa to Justin's car.

"Justin, let me go with you. I'm worried," Ryan said, lowering his gaze to Justin's calm yet somber face who was seated in the back of the car. His concern was visible on his face. Justin's cold gaze was resolute. "No need, Ryan. You've already helped me enough. It ends here."

If Ryan continued to help, he would inevitably be dragged into the mess. Despite his inability to articulate many emotions clearly, Justin deeply valued their two decades of brotherhood and friendship. Ryan had finally found happiness with Carrie, and Justin wouldn't be the one to shatter their peace.

"Ian, no matter what happens, call me first!" Ryan instructed, knowing full well how stubborn Justin could be.

"Don't worry, Chairman Hoffman!" lan readily agreed.

Dr. Wagner climbed into the car, taking a seat next to Justin in the back. Trailing behind them was another vehicle with a few of Justin's trusted men.

Two cars sped away in tandem, leaving Ryan standing in place, watching their departure with a growing sense of unease.

The luxury car raced toward the Salvador Hotel.

"Mr. Justin... Am I going to die?" Dr. Wagner stammered, trembling.

Justin's expression remained impassive. "Why are you asking that?"

"I betrayed Mr. Grant and completely offended him... He's already tried to have me killed once. How could I possibly survive this?" Dr. Wagner clutched his head in despair, certain his days were numbered. Justin's face betrayed no sympathy, but he had no intention of letting Dr. Wagner die either.

"Don't worry-"

could finish, a deafening explosion shattered the air

terror, immediately checking the rearview

turned to look. A chill surged through

struck by a massive truck that appeared out of nowhere, flipping violently through the air before crashing heavily onto the street, shattering nearby storefront windows. "We're doomed! This is karma! Karma!" Dr. Wagner wailed, clutching

lan stammered, "President Salvador, w-what do

stop!" Justin barked, his voice hoarse but

matter of abandoning their men-it was about survival. Justin knew that stopping would only guarantee a worse fate

sped down the road, but soon another car appeared, hot on their

out!" Justin's sharp

a large truck speeding straight toward them from the

threat was imminent-collision

to the left. The

into the black car that had been chasing them, the scene utterly catastrophic, like

cold sweat, felt an odd sense of exhilaration. "If I ever have kids, I'm telling them their dad was as badass as Fast & Furious en

get cocky, Mr. Harris! If Mr. Salvador hadn't warned you in

the narrow alley ahead. Clearly, it was part of the same

do now?" lan stammered under the weight of

gaze burned with intensity. Flames seemed to dance in his pupils as

they would not dare use firearms in broad daylight within the

them through the countless surveillance cameras nearby. Their