Ch. 1451..1460

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1451-The corner of Gregory's eye twitched, and his mind was in total turmoil. In the midst of all the chaos, he felt a deep sense of unease and fear.

"I… I don't know what Mr. Justin meant," Paul stammered as cold sweat rolled off his forehead. He found himself in a difficult situation. If he said anything wrong, he'd be in trouble.

"Earlier… Didn't you say that Mary's death might have been intentional? Why did Justin say it was Shannon's doing? Does he have evidence? Does he?!"

"You should ask Mr. Justin. I really don't know…"

Gregory let go of his hand, his shoulders drooping like heavy weights, making it difficult for him to even breathe.

His authoritative appearance when he arrived was completely gone. Gregory could accept, tolerate, and stoop to the lowest of lows, as Shannon had already trampled over all of his bottom line.

Although he had come to thoroughly despise that conniving woman, he had swallowed his pride, turned a blind eye, and played deaf time and time again, all for the sake of Salvador Corporation's greater good and for the honor of his chairmanship.

But he could not accept the fact that Shannon might have been involved in Mary's death.

Gregory was in denial, telling himself that Justin only said those things out of anger to make him feel guilty and add to his distress.

Seeing Gregory in such agony, Paul cautiously asked, "Chairman Salvador, do you want me to…"

"No need! Don't do anything!"

Gregory clutched Paul's arm with a tremble, his eyes filled with panic. "The trial is starting soon, and there's still so much for you to take care of. Stay focused!

Getting through the current challenges at Salvador Corporation is the top priority right now!"

Paul understood what he meant.

With Shannon's case about to go to trial, the media had been flooded with negative information about her. As the wife of the Salvador Corporation's chairman, it was inevitable that some of the sparks would splash onto Gregory, affecting the company's reputation.

"What about the press conference I asked you to arrange earlier? How's that going?" Gregory steadied his mind. His suit was already soaked through with sweat.

"Everything has been arranged. The press conference will be held tomorrow afternoon at 3:00 p.m. as scheduled."

Gregory nodded, his gaze complex and melancholic as he looked toward Mary's grave, his fingers curling tightly and his nails biting into his palms.

After a while, he spoke with a darkened expression, "Let's go back."

After leaving the cemetery, Justin looked as pale and cold as the harsh winter days.

Bella gently held his tightly clenched hand in both of hers, feeling as though she was grasping onto ice. She felt faint ache in her heart. But after hesitating for a moment, she still spoke gently.

"Justin, I hope you understand that when I stopped you just now, it was because "Bella, I understand your intentions."

Justin opened his arms and pulled her into an embrace. His palm, calloused slightly, gently stroked her cheek, his voice hoarse with suppressed pain as he said, "You were afraid that I would reveal to Gregory that Shannon was the one who killed my mother. You were afraid that he might not have enough love for my mother and might obstruct me from seeking revenge for her, all for the sake of the greater good and for the reputation of the Salvador family."

Justin wrapped his arms around her and held her close. His rough palm grazed her cheek as he spoke in a strained voice, "You were worried that if Hold Gregory about Shannon being responsible for my mother's death, it could jeopardize the réputation of the Salvador family and hinder my pursuit of justice for her."

Bella leaned against the man's chest, nodding slightly. "Yes, but not entirely."

"Is there something else?" Justin raised his eyebrows in surprise, his gaze penetrating.

"When you stopped halfway through your words just now, you definitely piqued his curiosity. He'll probably be restless and unable to sleep these two days, unable to focus on anything else but your unfinished sentence."

"Huh, deeply remorseful… Will he?" Justin's eyes reddened with anger. "When my mother died, he never felt remorseful. Twenty years have passed. Will his heart still ache for her?"

After returning home, Justin changed his clothes and hurried back to work at the Salvador Corporation.

lan drove Justin back to the villa he and Bella shared. When they arrived, both of them froze at the door, standing stiffly like two spears.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1452--A comforting and cozy air welcomed Justin home. It was a stark contrast from the chilly outdoors, hitting Justin on a deep level.

He stared blankly at the scene before him, his heart pounding even harder.

The living room was bustling with activity. Amelia and Roza, who had not seen each other for a long time, were chatting happily on the sofa. Arnold, who had studied abroad, was now home, sitting on the sofa, chatting happily while placing chopped vegetables on the skewers.

It was a joyful sight.

Meanwhile, Asher, who had not showcased his skills in the kitchen for a long time, was deftly cooking while Ralph helped to prepare the secret

BBQ sauce.

Axel and Steven were at the table, preparing the meat skewers, while stealing glances at their crushes in the living room. Their eyes were watching the girls like hawks.

It was understandable for Steven to be worried about his girlfriend, but Axel's eyes remained fixed on Roza, who was sitting closely with Arnold and talking enthusiastically. Axel took a deep breath, wondering why he felt upset.

"Dr. Larson, your skewers look so beautiful. You're really skilled with your hands!" Amelia said as she saw how skillfully he threaded the ingredients together. Each color complemented the others perfectly, creating a beautiful and harmonious display, as if they were produced in a factory.

She could not stop admiring Arnold's work.

"Really? They're just normal skewers," Arnold said as he hummed a tune casually, glancing at the plate absentmindedly.

He thought, 'Huh. Compared to the skewers threaded by them, my skewers are indeed exquisite.' "Look at how I threaded them, all crooked like chicken claws." Roza pouted with frustration.

Despite being an internationally renowned designer, her hands seemed to lack any talent for culinary arts, as if she had been deprived of that skill.

It seemed like God was fair after all.

Yet, when it came to her master, Bella, it was like God clearly chose a favorite.

"It's actually quite simple. Let me teach you. Look, like this, and like this." Arnold leaned in closer, sitting closely next to Roza and Amelia, their heads almost touching.

The girls followed what he said carefully without realizing that two human surveillance cameras were watching closely nearby.

"Hey, why is our cousin always so smooth with the ladies, like a Casanova?"

Ralph asked Asher while they were prepping and chatting. "We're swamped here, but he's out on the balcony chilling by the fire. How can he just lounge on the sofa, talking to those girls? Why isn't he feeling self-conscious at all?"

Asher raised his eyebrows slightly and suddenly stopped stirring. "Ralph, why don't you say something to him?"

After a pause, Asher lowered his thick eyelashes and said, "The kitchen is all messy and dirty, but he's such a clean freak. That's why I didn't call him over."

Ralph was a straight man and couldn't understand the hidden meaning behind his words, and he just stood there dumbfounded. "Huh…?"

"Arnold isn't even part of our Thompson family. He's a guest invited by Bella. It's good enough that he's here. Don't expect too much from him." Asher realized his slip Ch the tongue and quickly changed the subject, his cheeks slightly flushed.

Crack--!

Steven accidentally broke a bamboo skewer while watching Amelia and Arnold get closer to each other.

"Ouch… That hurts!" Axel was also distracted and accidentally pricked his finger with a skewer.

"You guys." Asher appeared to have a sixth sense, coolly speaking to the two guys who were feeling jealous "If you're so worked up, head out to the balcony and help Drew light the fire. Some cool air will definitely calm you down."

Asher thought to himself, 'These two fools. I'm not even jealous, yet they're getting so agitated.' Everyone was busy with their own things, happily enjoying themselves, so no one noticed that Justin and lan were standing in the hallway.

Justin looked at Wilma with a dazed expression, his voice hoarse as he asked, "Wilma, they…"

"Oh, Young Madam invited some guests over." Wilma chuckled enthusiastically. "She specially hosted this party for you, Young Master.

Right after you left, she was on the phone, making arrangements and getting everything ready She was always busy preparing the ingredients and the food. We didn't expect many people to come on such short notice, but everyone arrived right on time!"

"For me…?" Justin's eyes welled up with emotion, his throat tightening.

"Huh? Young Master, you're back!"

Wilma stood behind him, holdingh shopping bags, gently nudging him.

"Why are you standing here like a fool? Don't you recognize your own home?"

"If not for you, who else would she do it for? She mentioned the upcoming Shannon case trial and how you've been feeling low lately, so she organized this barbeque to help lift your spirits."

With a nudge to his arm, Wilma winked and continued, "When you go back to your room tonight, make sure to thank Ms. Bella properly. You know what to do, right? You don't need an old lady like me to teach you, do you?"

Just then, the hostess, Bella, descended the stairs with a radiant smile on her face. Behind her was a delicate young girl wearing an exquisite crystal hairpin and a flowing blue haute couture dress.

lan's eyes narrowed, and he rubbed them quickly. The stunningly beautiful fairy-like girl was none other than Rachel Mead.

lan's lips quivered, and he fought back tears as he saw the stunning Rachel in the hallway.

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The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1453-chapter will update soon

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1454-"I… I'm sorry." Rachel's cheeks were flushed like ripe tomatoes.

"Ms. Mead." lan's breath quickened. He whispered to her, "You look really beautiful today."

Rachel blushed and was flustered. She quickly straightened up and moved away from lan's embrace.

Justin struggled to suppress his emotions and hugged Bella tightly, his eyes red.

"Bella, thank you for your hard work."

Bella leaned against his chest, giggling like a woman completely immersed in happiness. "What hard work? I just invited everyone over for a meal. Oh, by the way, Carrie caught a cold from sleeping with the window open these past few

days, so Ryan couldn't make it tonight and stayed home to take care of her.

Your best friend wanted me to tell you to enjoy your meal and eat his portion too."

"Okay." Justin looked down at her face with lowered eyes, his heart contracting intensely and tears welling up in his eyes.

"Thank you, Young Madam…"

After seeing his crush, lan was too overwhelmed to express his feelings. So, he could only bow deeply to Bella.

"Why are you thanking me? Rachel is my benefactor. I've been wanting to invite her for a meal for a long time, but I just couldn't find the right opportunity.

Tonight's gathering just happened to fulfill this little wish of mine," Bella explained. Her eyes were affectionately glancing at Rachel as she said, "I would also like to thank Rachel for coming tonight."

"Ms. Thompson, I should be the one thanking you. I'm truly honored to be invited to your home for dinner." Rachel stammered, her cheeks flushing red with excitement.

She could not believe she was invited to dinner at Bella's mansion tonight and that she would be wearing such a beautiful dress and meeting so many beautiful people all at once. It all felt so unreal to her. "Brother-in-law!" Amelia waved happily at Justin.

"Mr. Salvador, you're late. Shouldn't you drink three glasses of wine later as punishment?" Roza teased, and she sipped her drink. It had been a long time since they last met.

Although Justin had already won back her master's heart after many hardships, Roza still wanted to tease him a little whenever she got the chance.

Justin answered, "Okay."

"How are three glasses enough? Let's make it a full bottle!" Arnold said, being the supportive family member, eager to liven up the atmosphere for Justin.

Bella raised an eyebrow and was about to retort. But to her surprise, Justin responded cheerfully, "Sure, I'll drink until the end of the party. I won't stop till I'm drunk!" S Amidst the laughter and joy, Drew descended from upstairs, covered in ashes and looking disheveled. He shouted to the crowd, "Hey! Cough, cough cough…

Is that damn stove poisonous? Why can't I light it up properly?!"

"Did you go mining or something, Drew? Don't scare the girls." Axel couldn't resist teasing him.

"If you think you can do better, come and try!" Drew retorted angrily as he touched his face.

Another black mark appeared on his handsome face.

Asher said calmly, "Axel, Steve, go ahead. You two can definitely get the fire started."

Axel and Steven were speechless.

"Let me handle it. I'm more familiar with the things at home." Justin did not hesitate, taking Off his suit jacket and rolling up the sleeves of his white shirt as he headed upstairs.

As he passed by Drew, he patted his shoulder. "Drew, thank you for your hard work."

Bella and everyone shifted the drinks and ingredients there. They saypred the meat and alcohot with great.

enthusiasm, feeling completely free-spirited at that moment.

Drew was momentarily stunned. 'Has Bella managed to tame this guy? He's sp gampliant how!

The grill on the balcony sparked to life.

 

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1455-Soon, Bella realized that Justin was missing. She took the chance to leave the lively table and bumped into Wilma in the corridor. "Wilma, where did Justin go?"

"Young Master went back to his room. I knocked on the door for a long time, but he didn't open it." Wilma shook her head and complained, "There are so many people here tonight. It's so lively and fun. I don't know what's wrong with him.

He's locking himself in his room and acting like a moody teenager."

Bella looked concerned and forced a small smile, knowing that Justin always felt really down when he visited his mother's grave, especially after the argument with Gregory at the cemetery. It must have brought back a lot of pain for him.

Upon coming back, experiencing such a vibrant atmosphere would naturally stir up various emotions.

"Wilma, please look after the guests on the balcony. I'll go check on Justin."

Bella stood at the door for a moment, hesitating, then knocked on the door.

"Justin? Justin?"

There was no response from inside.

"Don't be sad. Come out and have some barbecue. Everyone is waiting for you,"

Bella persisted.

Justin hesitated for a moment before finally responding.

"I know what happened today must have made you feel bad. I know you miss your mom. I understand how you feel. Every year when I visit my mother, I feel just as sad as you do."

Bella pressed her hand against the door, her voice gentle, like a spring stream flowing towards him.

"But don't worry. I'll make sure you're happy in the days to come. I understand that you've been feeling alone, but remember, you have me, Grandpa Nigel, Wilma… We're all here for you. Family, friends, and partners everything other people have-you will too."

Before she could finish, the door suddenly swung open.

Bella was suddenly pulled into the darkness by an irresistible force. Before she knew it, the door closed quietly behind her.

In the dim space, she was pressed against the door by Justin's sturdy body, their breaths entwining, and the temperature of their skino gradually rising.

"Bella…" Justin murmured in her ear, his voice hoarse yet seductive.

Every time Bella took a breath, her chest would press tightly against his chest, making her blush and feel hot.

Though no one knew each other's bodies of intetter than they did, this l y still made her heart race, and she trembled slightly beneath him.

"Are you lying to me?" Justin's eyes held a hint of playfulness, shining like stars in the dim light.

"Huh?" Bella met his intense gaze, momentarily lost in it.

"What others have, I'll also have."

Bella's crimson lips parted, and ner fingers playfully traced his chiseled jaw. "Of course, sir. Khave never lied to you before."

Ore." Justin's throat bobbed as he spoke with a dry mouth, "I'm craving some meat."

"Let's go. It's all cooked."

"No, I want it just for me, extra food."

As soon he finished speaking, Justin pressed harder, gripping her wrists with his arge hands and pinning them above her head.

But she did not have time to think. Bella suddenly felt the sensation of his warm, wet lips pressing firmly against hers. His deep and roulet gasp seemed to convey an intense desire to consume her very essence. The kiss was passionate and fierce.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1456-Everyone was feasting and drinking to their heart's content, completely unaware of the couple's fashionably late arrival. Justin and Bella even changed their outfits.

At this moment, Justin felt the warmth of love, dispelling the gloom in his heart.

He stood beside Bella with a radiant and confident demeanor. Despite the brilliance of the Thompson siblings, he remained distinguished and exuded exceptional charm.

Roza thought, 'Wow… Mr. Salvador is so handsome.' Amelia thought, 'Wow… Brother-in-law is amazing.'

Amelia and Rachel sat together, resting their chins in their hands, gazing at Justin with admiration. Although both of them had their hearts set on someone else, they still appreciated beauty. Who would not take a few more glances at such eye candy?

Meanwhile, Steven and Axel, who were sitting next to the ladies, were staring daggers at Justin. Despite their intense jealousy, they could only keep their frustration to themselves.

How would they dare challenge Bella's man? They still wanted to live out their days in peace!

During the party, toasts were exchanged amidst continuous laughter and joy.

For a moment, it seemed like the event was an appreciation banquet for Bella and Justin.

With her outgoing personality, Roza had a knack for livening up the atmosphere.

When Justin finished giving his toast, she quickly hugged Bella and started singing karaoke on the microphone.

Axel frowned and kept stuffing meat into his mouth. His increasingly heated gaze never left Roza's beautiful and bubbly face.

Asher sat beside him, elegantly cutting his meat with a knife and fork, when he suddenly made an out-of-the-blue comment.

"This girl, Roza… I really like her. She has a great personality, speaks elegantly, and though she seems carefree, she actually has high emotional intelligence and knows how to take care of others." Axel chewed forcefully, his long lashes quivering. "She's just a brainless madwoman! What's so good about her?"

"Then why do you keep staring at her?" Asher chuckled softly. Asher knew his younger brother's character well and exposed him.

Axel nearly choked on his food. His face was turning red. "Cough… Cough…

That's because her singing is so terrible! It's ruining my appetite!"

"That can ruin your appetite, Ax? I don't believe it."

Ralph took a bite of his meat skewer, glancing sideways at him, andè laughed.

"Nothing can interrupt your meal remember you used to eat while reading forensic reports at work. This is nothing." S Axel's cheeks flushed red, so he drank water to ease his embarrassment.

Meanwhile, Asher had just carefully cut up the meat and vegetables on his plate. He had not taken a single bite, but when he looked back, he found the meat missing.

His deep eyes glanced around to see Arnold, who was leisurely eating from his plate. Arnold narrowed his eyes, smiling with smug delight.

Asher thought, 'Ha, so this little fox had stolen it.' "You barely ate anything. Why don't you cut some more?" Arnold's low voice murmured in his ear, playfully begging.

"Are you a child? Do I need to cut it up and put it on your plate piece by piece?" Asher withdrew his enigmatic gaze and continued cutting the meat. "Or should feed you?"

"Sure, sure!" Arnold's eyes brightened, and he nodded enthusiastically.

"Why would I not dare? Last time in

you haven't done that yet. Now you begrudge me for just a few pieces of meat?"

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1457-"Behave yourself." Asher's expression was cold and solemn, but his voice was hoarse.

Arnold tilted his head. His eyes and smile were seductive, with a hint of intoxication. "No. Hehe."

Justin's good mood was evident. Having promised to make the rounds, he did not back out. After making a toast with everyone, he started a one-on-one drinking competition with Drew.

He did not love drinking. But as Bella's man, he did not want his brothers-in-law to think he was a coward.

"Do you know my nickname in the underworld?" Drew draped his left arm over Justin's shoulder, filling Justin's glass with the bottle in his right hand. "They call me 'The Wine God'. I have never fallen, not even after a thousand drinks. I can drink for eight days a week. If you compete with me, I'm afraid you'll disgrace the Salvador family."

Justin looked down at his overflowing glass, his face unchanged, and lightly curled his thin lips. "Drew, in my experience, the one who raises a flag is usually the first to fall. But don't you worry. Since we're drinking at home, no matter what happens, someone will take care of you."

"I don't need anyone to take care of me!" Drew's eyes flashed angrily. His stubbornness flared up as he clinked glasses fiercely with Justin, spilling wine everywhere. "I'll chug mine! You do as you please!" Meanwhile, on the other side of the room, Roza had Bella pinned against the wall, her long, slightly arched eyes gleaming with mischievous insight.

"Hmm? Master, why is your waist so soft? And why is it that your voice is a bit hoarse? What naughty things were you and Justin doing when you disappeared for so long? Hmm?" "Cough, cough…"

Bella's face blushed a deep red as she hurriedly cleared her throat, her eyes darting around. "We… We didn't do anything."

It was all that wretched man's fault! He knew exactly where her sensitive spots were, and yet, he relentlessly teased them, touching and caressing until she was a mess.

In the end, her clothes were soaked and her makeup smeared. She had to rush to entertain the guests while he looked composed and unbothered in his suit.

It was so infuriating!

"Come on, we're all adults here.

What's there to be shy about?" Roza giggled, leaning closer to her ear. "But I didn't expect you two to finish so quickly. Justin seems a bit lacking in stamina. You should grill some oysters for him later. They're great for boosting a man's stamina!"

Bella nudged her lightly, quickly defending her man. "That's not true! He is very strong…"

Then, the two best friends shared whispers.

"Wow, that's intense!"

"Shh! Keep it down!" Bella hastily covered her mouth, her face flushing to the tips of her ears.

Roza was her best friend, and they shared everything, even their most embarrassing secrets.

"Well, well, Justin seems so pure, but he's quite wild in private," Roza remarked, raising an eyebrow as she sipped her drink.

"He… He wasn't always like this." Bella's voice was soft and sweet, her palm rubbing her reddened cheek. "He needed some guidance."

The two friends stood in silence for a moment. Roza pulled an exquisite moment. Roza pulled an exquisite cigarette case from her small bag, took but à slender cigarette, and placed it between her lips.

Bella asked, "You started smoking again?"

make it sound like I'm a drug addict?"

Roza laughed. The orange-reg glow of the cigarette flared and dimmed in the hight the wisps of smoke enveloping her lightly troubled face.

"Roza, have you been doing well lately? Has your family given you

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1458-It's fine." Roza squinted her eyes and flicked the ash from her cigarette with her slender, pale fingers. "I have no family. I make my home wherever I go."

"What are you talking about? If you have no family, what am I?" Bella affectionately linked arms with her. "Once a teacher, always a… you know."

"Taking advantage of me, huh?" Roza teased, hooking Bella's chin with the hand holding the cigarette.

Roza was taller and had a bigger frame than Bella. Combined with her bold and sassy gestures, their close interaction invoked a strange chemistry between them.

Axel sat among the crowd, but his gaze was fixed solely on Roza's every move.

He did not like people who smoked. Every time Ralph had a cigarette, he would find a way to snatch it from him.

Yet, for some reason, seeing Roza's slender fingers holding a cigarette captivated him. The smoke softly obscured her cool, delicate features and the lazy elegance in her half-closed eyes as she exhaled. At this moment, even though she was doing something he disliked, she looked like a mesmerizing sketch imprinted on his soul.

Axel's breath quickened. He hurriedly looked away and downed a glass of ice water. They had not seen each other for a while and had not been in touch. Yet he found himself checking her Instagram almost daily, silently following and keeping up with her updates.

Seeing her tonight, he had thought that their previous encounter would naturally bring them closer. However, Roza had not spoken a word to him or even spared him a glance up until now.

He felt uneasy. The more Axel thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. On an impulse, he grabbed another glass without checking its contents and downed it in one go, regardless of what it was. "Holy crap! Ax, you've really outdone yourself!" Ralph exclaimed, slapping his back excitedly. "A full glass of absinthe, and you chugged it in one go?! Even I need to sip on that. You've got potential!"

Axel froze. 'Absinthe?!' The next second, he felt like his entire digestive tract was on fire. He dropped everything and sprinted toward the restroom.

Roza glanced casually at Axel's retreating figure, her eyes trembling slightly.

"You should drink less and quit smoking. My man gave up smoking! Why can't you?" Bella slipped back into her mentor role, taking the cigarette from Roza's fingers and extinguishing it. "I know you need inspiration for your designs, but there are many ways to find it. Ruining your health is the worst choice. Besides, smoking will turn your teeth, fingers, and face yellow. You'll look terrible."

"So what if I look terrible? I don't need a man. As long as my designs look good, that's all that matters," Roza replied with a dismissive smile, though it carried a hint of resignation.

"You might not need a man, but some men won't enjoy their meals without you' Bella squinted her leyes playfully glancing toward where Axel had been sitting, only to find the spot.

empty. "Hey, where's my second brother?"

"He looked a bit unwell just now.

Maybe he drank too much and went to throw up" Roza said lightly, though her heart tightened.

"Oh? Then go check on him." Bella urged, gently nudging her: "Aften all, Axel helpedyou last time. Go see how he is."

 

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1459-In the washroom by the sink, Axel cleared his throat, almost vomiting up all the liquor he drank. His alcohol tolerance was probably the worst among the Thompson siblings. He could not handle even a little absinthe.

Yet, even after throwing it all up, his head still felt heavy. His throat felt as if it were ravaged by flames.

He thought, 'Axel… Look at yourself. She doesn't even care about you. Why are you tormenting yourself?' Axel splashed his face with cold water. He ran his fingers through his hair and pushed back the damp bangs from his forehead. Pale from vomiting, his

handsome face, exposed under the soft light, remained captivating even in his disheveled state.

"Really, it's just a waste of time…" He massaged his temples with his fingertips.

The restless emotions still weighed heavily on his mind.

As he pushed the door open, he collided with a warm and fragrant body outside the door.

"Ah!" Roza let out a soft gasp. She was wearing high heels tonight. At this moment, her body swayed backward, and she lost balance. Though Axel was slightly tipsy, his reflexes were still remarkably fast. He swiftly grabbed her delicate waist as she began to fall.

Their eyes met as their warm bodies pressed tightly against each other, feeling each other's rising body heat.

Breaths, rapid and heated, intertwine in an intimate dance of the tongue. The memories of that life-saving kiss with Roza resurfaced in Axel's mind. A kiss that kept him tossing and turning. He savored every moment and was reluctant to let go.

This time, his eyes are overflowing with affection, still unwilling to let her go.

"Can… Can you let go of me?" Roza asked anxiously as she instinctively pressed her palm against his chest.

"Why are you ignoring me?" Perhaps fueled by alcohol and coupled with his straightforward nature, Axel could not hold back the words he had been suppressing all night. "Do you not recognize me? Ms. Walker, are you that forgetful?"

"How could I forget?" Roza's fingers curl slightly against Axel's chest, trying to keep herself calm. "You're the second young master of the Thompson family, the charming Axel."

"Then why have you been ignoring me?" Axel persisted.

"I just didn't have the chance to talk to you." Roza's gaze flickers.

Axel's brows furrowed deeply, his frustration boiling up. "You didn't have the chance? Look around at the entire Thompson family. Besides Bella, you're closest to me, right? How could you not have the chance to talk to me?!"

"Axel, it's not a crime to not greet an acquaintance, is it? Ignoring you isn't against the law!" Roza's heart raced as she struggled in his embrace. "Let go of me. I want to go back."

Axel's eyes reddened as he tightened his grip on her waist. "An acquaintance? Would acquaintances embrace and kismet each other? Ms. Walker, you seem to have misunderstood the meaning of acquaintance, don't you think?"

"Kiss… When did…" Just as Roza was taken aback, Axel's lips, laced with alcohol, suddenly sealeg hers. His other hand held the back of her head as he deepened the kiss. "Mmm…"

Roza let out a soft moan and her body went limp, losing all resistance.

In an instant, a spark ignited in her mind.

Her slender, delicate hands clawed at his chest for a moment before slowly stiding down.

They kissed!

"Roza… Roza… Hang in there!"

She suddenly opened her eyes, finally remembering everything.

At the same time, Axel slowly, released her and opened his eyes.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1460-Alcohol muddled the mind, boosted courage, and stirred up one's hidden desires.

"From your expression, it seems like you remembered?" Axel smirked, breathing heavily. "Last time, it was you who hugged me first and wouldn't let go. This time, it's my turn. We're even now."

Roza thought, 'Even? You blatantly kissed me and took advantage of me. Now you have the nerve to say such things?!' Furious and embarrassed, Roza had forgotten that Axel was her master's elder brother and was ready to slap some sense into him. But she was not as skilled

as her master, and being tipsy did not help. Her hand moved slowly. As a result, her hand was easily intercepted by Axel.

The next moment, Roza's pupils shrank, and her heart pounded wildly. Axel slowly placed her hand against his chiseled cheek, his mesmerizing gaze narrowing.

"Don't get angry. You have to take care of yourself." A drop of water trickled down his temple, adding a touch of sensuality to his handsome face. His black eyes were shimmering as he said, "If you still desire my CPR, feel free to give it a try."

"You!" Roza blushed like a peach, feeling a mix of embarrassment and indignation.

She had to admit that Axel was undeniably handsome. Although he looked a lot like Asher, just a little understanding of them revealed their completely different personalities. Asher always carried a mysterious melancholic air about him, while Axel's eyes were forever bright, full of youthfulness and sincerity.

Steadying herself, Roza suddenly turned the tables, her hands climbing onto his broad shoulders while smiling coquettishly. "Axel, seeing how concerned you are about me, do you like me?"

Axel's desire increased. He stared deeply into her eyes and smiled playfully.

"Roza, are you seriously asking me that?"

"Do you dare to answer me?" She doubted that he would.

The Thompson siblings were Wyatt Thompson's pride and joy. His sons were all entrusted with important tasks. Normal girls could only dream of marrying into their family.

On the other hand, Roza was only an internationally renowned designer…

Although that was a great honor to her name, she had a "murderer" for a mother that marred her background.

She was not worthy of him… Even if her relationship with Bella were better, she would never dream of such things.

"I like you."

"What did you say?" Roza's mind was whirling with thoughts when she was interrupted by Axel's sudden confession.

"I like you. If I didn't like you, why would I care if you ignored me or not? Would I hug you or kiss you?" Axel's eyes burned with intensity, his heart pounding.

He could only admit that alcohol

played a role, but he did not admit that alcohol could make him develop.

feelings for someone or change his mind. "Ms. Walker) Yam an upright.

añe honorable prosecutor, not a lecher who acts on impulse. Based on, all the evidence, there's only one possibility. I like you. I will admit it so you don't need to probe anymore."

Roza was speechless as she thought, He truly is an upright and honorable prosecutor… Even his Confession is se logical and reasonable. How interesting." "And besides, I kissed you."

Axel lowered his long lashes, leaning closer to her rosy lips once again "1 don't care if it was your first kiss or nöt, But I feel like I should take responsibility for it."