The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 2439

Justin and Asher successfully pulled Dr. Wagner and lan out of the car, and the four of them ran toward the other end of the alley.

Behind them, shouts and the clash of weapons echoed incessantly. Justin glanced back and saw Drew single-handedly holding off over a dozen assailants. His heart began to beat fiercely, growing warm with emotion. "Justin!" Asher suddenly skidded to a halt.

Justin looked ahead. His heart sank heavily.

At the entrance of the alley stood a tall, imposing figure, radiating an overwhelming pressure.

Even though his face was obscured, his defiant aura and the bloodthirsty menace that clung to him gave him away instantly.

It was Grant's trusted henchman, Jace.

"Mr. Salvador! W-What should we do?!" lan asked, trembling.

"You go. I'll hold him off," Asher said, his eyes flashing with an icy determination as he stepped forward.

"Ian, take Dr. Wagner and go. Do not miss the press conference," Justin said.

He forced out the words in a deep, steady voice, "I'll stay and fight him with my brother."

widened, staring at him in astonishment. What did he just call me? I must

he felt, he could only comply. He knew staying behind would only make things worse. Asher immediately refused.

you may not stand a chance," Justin said firmly,

moved like an unsheathed blade. His body radiated

he surged forward. A sharp dagger, gleaming with cold light, appeared in

powerful figures closed in on each

widened abruptly. Something

weapon, but Jace

Justin had crossed paths with

that usual

Jace was absent

time.

Justin shouted, but it was

this

shoulder. Blood gushed out, staining Jace's shirt

seemed devoid of pain, his cold

moment,

of memory rushed into