The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 2453

Bella trembled. Her eyes were filled with loss and shock. "Justin..."

The blinding lights of the cameras erupted once more, capturing Justin's retreating figure.

The crowd exchanged bewildered glances.

"Justin, where are you going?!" Ryan stared in astonishment.

Just as Ryan was about to chase after him, lan abruptly stopped her. "Chairman Hoffman, let me go instead!"

With that, lan took off in pursuit.

Ryan looked toward the wide-open doors, an inexplicable sense of foreboding rising in his mind.

"Ryan, stay here and watch over Bella. Arnold has left-I'm going to find him!" With a solemn expression, Asher strode away without hesitation.

"Hey! You-!" Ryan clicked his tongue in frustration, grinding his teeth. "Why is it always me babysitting?!"

The reporters surged forward, surrounding Grant in an instant.

Clarice tried to shield him with her own body, but she was a delicate woman wearing high heels. The group of reporters shoved her around, leaving her utterly disheveled and embarrassed.

removed, you stood to gain the most! After all, you took his position! There's growing suspicion from the public, claiming you orchestrated this, that this is an internal power struggle within the family-a ruthless battle between brothers! What

ordered the police investigation against Mr.

breaking out all

cut through the crowd, locking onto Bella, who stood at the edge of the commotion. Her posture

It was as if every action he

from Justin. I merely reclaimed what was rightfully mine. The Salvador family has always passed down the position of successor to the eldest son. It was that way in my father's generation, and it is the same in

if

company. The appointment and dismissal of its president is not my decision alone. Justin's removal was the result of a board

cast one final, lingering look at Bella. The corner of

felt her breath catch, and her skin felt clammy at the sight of his

"Mr. Grant... Mr. Grant!"

a thud, she fell to the floor, humiliated,

the restroom of the hotel, lan locked the door. Still uneasy, he pushed a cleaning cart against it for extra security.

longer

imposing self. He

in the comer, trembling

now deathly pale, drained of! the dignity and composure he once

resembled the proud and formidable man he

was destitute, broken, and degenerate someone entirely

dropped to his knees in front

to say the words, 'Withdrawal