The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"Mr. Salvador," Clarice said as she stood up and walked over to him with a bright smile. "Ms. Amaryllis."

"There was an injured little animal at your place, so I treated it without asking first. I hope that didn't break any of the Salvador family rules." Clarice spoke in a soft, gentle tone, her voice carrying a subtle, captivating lilt as her eyes shone with affection.

Justin's expression remained cold and distant. "No, not at all. Ms. Amaryllis, helping an injured animal is a kind thing to do. We should be thanking you instead."

"When I was working as a doctor for Doctors Without Borders in Kridor, I would treat the wounds of injured soldiers and civilians. I didn't think this skill would come in handy with small animals too," Clarice said with a light sigh and a shake of her head.

Justin's intense gaze suddenly flickered with emotion as old memories flooded his mind. For a moment, those distant, hazy recollections wrapped around him like a soft, misty veil.

Years ago, while on a dangerous mission infiltrating a terrorist group in Kridor, he was gravely injured, slashed on the arm, and shot in the leg. He barely survived, and it was "Little Dove" who courageously tended to his wounds and ensured his safe return to camp, ultimately saving his leg.

"Ugh... What's going on? I'm suddenly feeling dizzy." Clarice frowned, her slim figure swaying unsteadily.

In the next second, she unexpectedly collapsed toward Justin.

Justin snapped back to reality, but it was too late.

"Hey! Ms. Amaryllis, be careful!"

Fortunately, at that moment, lan rushed over just then and caught Clarice, steadying her. Justin quickly stepped back, keeping his distance.

"Thank you," Clarice said, her fingers curling slightly as a cold look flashed in her eyes.

"Ms. Amaryllis, you have been traveling with my brother and looking after him. That must have been tiring. You should get some rest," Justin said sternly before turning and walking away. "Ms. Amaryllis, would you like me to take you to rest?" lan offered, still playing the good Samaritan.

"No need. I'm not that fragile," Clarice snapped, shoving him away irritably.

lan scratched his head, puzzled. Just moments ago, she seemed too weak to stand, but now she was pushing him with surprising force.

After the family dinner, Justin accompanied Nigel back to Crescent Bay, while Grant and Clarice remained at Tideview Manor. Even though he had been gone for over ten years, his room at Tideview Manor was still well-maintained and cleaned weekly.

"Sir, it seems that Chairman Salvador still thinks highly of you. You don't have to worry about it anymore," Clarice said, handing Grant some water and medicine.

Grant's long, pale fingers sifted through the assortment of pills. He replied, "But Grandpa is still suspicious of me."

"He's just a dying old man. Even if he wanted to, he's too weak to do anything. Besides, you're his oldest grandson. How could he hurt you?" Clarice said with a dismissive look.

"The recent incidents involving Shannon's daughters have made Gregory reassess the relationship between him and my brother," Grant said, popping a pill into his mouth. "If I hadn't returned this time to remind Gregory that I'm still around, the

whole thing could've gotten out of hand."

Clarice knelt before him, gazing up at him adoringly. "You are a wise man, sir.”

Grant smiled and patted her cheek as one would with a pet.

"By the way, Christopher heard you had come back and got in touch with me. He'd like to meet you."

Grant leaned back, a glint of mischief in his eyes. "Foolish. Who knows how many people are secretly keeping an eye on us? He shouldn't act recklessly. You tested my brother tonight. How did he react to you?"

Clarice hesitated before shaking her head in frustration. "Justin is single-minded. When he falls in love, he only has eyes for that person, leaving no space for anyone else."

"It doesn't matter. That makes it all

the more interesting." Grant

reopened the box on the table,

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pulling out the hairpin and twirling it in the moonlight. Suddenly, his expression darkened, and he snapped the jade hairpin in half. One day, I'll make sure you won't be able to refuse me again."