The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge



"Recently, Ms. Amaryllis has been openly seen with Mr. Justin. There are rumors that she is his new love!"

"You just broke up with Mr. Justin, but he's already with another woman. It looks like they didn't waste any time getting together. Were they involved all along?"

Bella clenched her fists, a chill creeping up her slender legs like an icy snake. She steadied herself, casting a piercing gaze straight at the reporter who had asked the question.

The intimidated reporter recoiled into the crowd.

"I'll say it once more, for the last time. Mr. Justin Salvador and I separated amicably, with no third party involved. After spending so many years together, I will defend his reputation, even as a friend. I won't allow anyone to slander or defame him. I know him better than anyone and can say with certainty what an incredible person he is."

As she spoke, Bella's eyes turned red, her voice catching as she held back her emotions, yet her smile was as radiant as ever. "So, from now on, if anyone spreads another baseless rumor about Mr. Justin Salvador, you'll be hearing from my lawyer!"

The reporters exchanged uneasy glances, and the one who had spoken out hastily shrank back, visibly trembling.

Bella took a deep breath, striding forward in an attempt to escape the chaos around her. But it was too crowded, and each step felt as if the air itself were growing thinner.

Just then, a deep voice broke through the crowd, cutting through the tension. "Please make way, everyone."

Heads turned, and the crowd gasped in shock.

Bella followed the sound, her eyes widening.

In the soft glow of the lights, Grant stood tall and elegant, his strikingly handsome features gentle yet refined.

Dressed in a finely tailored suit, Grant moved through the crowd with ease, walking directly toward Bella.

At the same time, Justin arrived.

He watched as Grant, no longer confined to a wheelchair and showing no signs of frailty, made his way confidently toward Bella.

People around could not help but marvel at the sight of the two of them, a pair so perfectly matched in both beauty and presence.

This scene stirred something in Justin. A deep, dark red flared in his eyes, and a wave of unsteady emotion surged in his chest-anxious, restless-colliding within him. He swayed

slightly, his trembling hand gripping the wall to steady himself.

"Wow, who is that man? He's so handsome, and his presence is extraordinary!"

"He's Justin's half-brother-Gregory Salvador's eldest son!"

"Oh, that explains it... He does look a bit like Mr. Justin!"

"If it weren't for his poor health and years spent abroad recovering, how could the Salvador Corporation's management have gone to the second son? In families like these, inheritance almost always goes to the eldest son unless there's an unusual reason."

"Poor health? He looks perfectly fine to me!"

"Yeah... It's all very mysterious."

Bella watched in disbelief as Grant, all smiles and grace, approached her. The image of this impeccably dressed man, tainted with sin and bloodstained hands, made her heart clench.

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Grant noted the pallor on her face, and although he kept his expression unchanged, his eyes grew darker.

He and Justin were brothers, yet their personalities could not be more different.

Justin was a genius in intellect but unrefined in emotions. Had he never met Bella, he might never have understood women at all.

Grant, however, was the exact opposite-highly sensitive by nature, with a keenly observant mind. Just a moment in someone's company, a single look from them, and he could see through any mask or hidden thought.

Right now, he saw clearly the fear Bella held for him deep inside.