Ch. 1521..1530
The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1521-Upon hearing it, Bella and Justin shared a glance, their hearts beating in resonance.
Gregory stared at their leaving figures, the blood draining from his face as if he were submerged in freezing water.
Three luxury cars were parked in a row outside the cemetery.
Bella and Justin got in the first car, and Nigel sat in the second.
Not long after, Gregory walked out with his secretary, looking deflated. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
"Mr. Gregory."
Matt came forward at this moment, saying respectfully, "Old Master Nigel has requested for you to get in the car. He wants to talk to you." Gregory's gaze darkened.
The father and son sat in the car, shoulders touching, but an invisible wall seemed to stand tall between them.
"Dad, do you have anything else to say to me?" Gregory asked softly.
Nigel stared straight in front, his tone calm. "Now that Shannon had confessed and was sentenced, she could not escape death, unless you're still unwilling to give up on that wretch, trying to fight for a lesser sentence for her.
"But I don't mind telling you that I will definitely make Shannon pay with her life for Justin's mother. No one could change that. I've endured that wicked woman for too long. Now, I only want her to die quickly." Gregory's face burned, and he gritted his teeth. "No, Dad. I've seen through her true colors now. I won't interfere anymore."
"Good."
Nigel's voice was low and heavy. "Justin is our Salvador family's rightful heir, but because of that wicked woman's schemes and your neglect back then, he had to line the awkward identity of an illegitimate child and endure in silence for twenty years. Now that the truth has come to light, you should think of a way to clear Justin's name."
Gregory lowered his head, agreeing, "You are right. In this matter… I have failed them both."
"Then how are you planning to make it up to Justin?"
"Too many things have happened in the past few days, and I'm dealing with them. After everything is settled, I'll consider it carefully."
"I know you're busy, so I've thought of it for you."
Nigel turned to look at him, his gaze imposing. "As the president, Justin worked tirelessly for the company without complaint, yet you made a fuss to try obstructing his path to the board. Although I'm not involved much in company matters, I still know about them.
"You're also clear about our family's situation. Grant is in poor health, and the girls are not suited for this.
Justin is the only one who can carry the burden. Therefore, plan to mi transfer the stares under my name to Justin, granting him a higher
percentage of shares in lvador Corporation and giving him enough leverage. This way, those old geezers who have always opposed him will have nothing to say."
Gregory's pupils contracted. "Dad, you…"
With this, Justin would hold over 30%
of the corporation's shares, which, meant that Justin's Note could be the deciding factor in the company's major discussions. This elevated Justin's status.
"Not only that, but I'll also transfer my shares and position in Salvador Biotech and Prosper, Toyrismand!
Entertainment to Justin. From now on, not only is he the Salvador Corporation's president, he will be Salvador Biotech's major shareholder and Prosper's board of directors."
Nigel's casual words undoubtedly brought a huge shock to Gregory and the whole Salvador Corporation.
The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1522-It was well known that even though Nigel had stepped down as the chairman of Salvador Corporation, he still held shares and remains a shareholder and honorary chairman of multiple companies. He was still in control of Salvador Biotech and Prosper. Gregory always wanted to get involved, but Nigel never gave him the chance.
But now he gave these two companies to Justin like it was nothing!
His actions were an unparalleled display of favoritism. He was also announcing to the whole world that Justin was the chosen one, the future successor of the Salvador Corporation.
"Why aren't you saying anything? Are you unsatisfied with my decision?" Nigel asked coldly.
"Dad, you must have made this decision after thinking it through carefully."
Gregory paused and then said, “But Justin is still young after all. You gave him too much… I'm afraid he'd feel pressured and have his attention diverted. It wouldn't be good for his future."
"I know what my grandchild is capable of. Even if there's a hole in the sky, he could fill it up. During the years Justin served as president, you didn't have to worry about anything, did you? Justin handled everything, didn't he? This child thrives under pressure. Pressuring him would only unlock his limitless potential!
"Besides, he would have to go to the Thompson family to ask for Bella's hand in the future. Wyatt is the wealthiest man in Hatchbay. How could I not prepare more betrothal gifts for my grandchild to elevate his status? His in-laws would look down on him. My grandson could not be humiliated!" When Nigel spoke, his eyes were full of hope for the young couple's future.
He was already picturing his wonderful retired life, playing with his greatgrandchildren.
Gregory wanted to talk back, but he held it in.
He knew that if he continued speaking, it would only enrage Nigel instead, prompting him to give Justin more power.
Nigel leaned back casually, waving his hand at Gregory, who looked gloomy.
"Get out. I'm going to have a meal with my grandson and granddaughter-in-law.
I won't invite you lest you ruin our harmonious atmosphere."
Across the oceans, in Meridan.
The room was decorated artistically, and the beautiful field of flowers outside the window complemented each other. The melodious chirping of birds echoes in one's ears. It was a breathtaking and picturesque scene.
A digital chessboard was shown on the screen. Christopher was playing chess with a man sitting behind a curtain.
Placed before Christopher was a real crystal chessboard, and every time he moved a piece, it would reflect correspondingly on the screen.
"Mr. Iverson, since you're here, you should spend more time with your mother and be a good son. You don't need to come and socialize with me." The man smiled leisurely.
Christopher said respectfully, "Sir, my loyalty to you is unwavering. This isn't just socializing for me."
"You've worked hard recently. But now that Shannon is down, those two might focus their attacks on you. You must be mentally prepared. Don't fall into their traps."
"I'll look out for them." Christopher's gaze darkened.
The man picked up a chess piece,
swiftly knocking over Christopher's knight. "Now, James is the ondy m obstacle in your family. After getting rid of him, our business could use
the Kerson Group's connections to expand in the country." S "I will speed things up. I won't keep you waiting."
"Yes, Sir."
"Clarice, Mr. Iverson's tea has gone cold. Go pour him a fresh cups' The man's yoice had a hint of ambiguous.
amusement.
Christopher's eyes narrowed slightly, and he adjusted his glasses. He saw a woman with long black hairo M wearing a white robe, walking toward him. Sad*&h the XindN&vel.&et website on Googly to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
A graceful figure moved, and the crisp sound of high heels echoed behind the curtains.
The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1523-"Mr. Iverson, this is the Marco Polo airlifted over here this morning. Please have a taste if it suits your palate."
The woman's thin hands moved expertly and elegantly over the tea tray. Her skilled way of making tea was a pleasure to watch.
Soon, a new cup of tea was gently placed before Christopher.
The aromatic steam wafted upward. Through the mist, the woman named Clarice had a beautiful and aloof face. The contradicting characteristics blended seamlessly in her, and her fair skin was flawless, like fine porcelain.
Everyone around this man behind the scenes was outstanding, all carefully nurtured.
Those problematic ones who were not up to par had long disappeared from the world without a trace.
"Thank you, Ms. Amaryllis." Christopher held the teacup. His complicated gaze still had not shifted away from Clarice's face.
Her temperament was similar to someone whom he loved and cherished dearly in his heart…
"Mr. Iverson, why are you staring at me? Do I have something on my face?"
Clarice asked with a faint smile.
"No. Apologies for my rude behavior." Christopher's pupils contracted, and he quickly retracted his gaze.
The man chuckled behind the curtains. "Clarice, you're too beautiful. Humans are attracted to beautiful things. Mr. Iverson, how does my Clarice compare to your Bella?"
Christopher's heart tightened, and he answered carefully, "Sorry, sir.
Although Ms. Amaryllis is great, Bella is the love of my life. She is the most beautiful woman in my heart, and nobody could replace her."
The man smiled faintly as he took a sip of tea. "What a romantic. But Mr.
Iverson, you must have heard the saying that love breeds hatred."
"Let her hate me. I've already admitted defeat to her in this life." Christopher could not help but smile bitterly, thinking about the intense confrontation that day on the plane, his heart still aching.
"Haha… Mr. Iverson, you'd better avoid saying such inauspicious words in case they come true. If you were really destroyed at her hands, I'm not sure if she'd be upset, but Sir definitely will. Losing you is like losing an arm.
How will we continue our business in Sentania? Finding another excellent man like you to take the lead is not easy."
Clarice smiled sweetly, a dark glint flashing across her eyes. "Ms. Thompson is not only a warrior among women but also an unattainable flower that makes net like you and Mr. Salvador bow down to her. This makes me much more excited to meet Ms. Thompson. I can't wait to meet the woman of Mr. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
Iverson's dreams again." Content
Christopher paused as he raised his teacup to his lips, glancing at Clarice suspiciously.
Again?
Could Clarice have met Bella before?
Ever since he knew this woman, she had stayed by Sir's side. She had never been to Savrow, det alone had apy interactiohs with Bella. Clarice stood up and returned to the man's side, moving behind him and gently massaging his shoulders.
How was that possible?
The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1524-Christopher's gaze darkened. "Shannon is a discarded chess piece now. Justin dominates Salvador Corporation, with nobody left to stand against him. I'm afraid Chairman Salvador might cede power to him again out of guilt for him and his mother, coupled with the pressure from Old Master Nigel. If that happens, wouldn't he be unstoppable in the Salvador Corporation, like a tiger with wings?""Make your move." The man's voice was light as he moved a chess piece.Christopher pursed his lips, about to move, when the man smiled and spoke again. "Mr. Iverson, are you in a hurry for me to return because you care about me, or do you want an extra helper you could use? Do you want to use me to tie up Justin so you can get Ms. Thompson?""No, Sir. Everything I do is for you. I have no such intentions!" Christopher broke out into a cold sweat, immediately expressing his loyalty."It's not a problem to help you. But how many times have I helped you? Yet you still haven't made any progress with Ms. Thompson. Instead, you seem to be pushing her further away. It's better to rely on yourself than ask others for help.Relying on others is futile." The man advised Christopher like an elder."Mr. Iverson, didn't you ask for that type of drug from Sir? Haven't you used it yet?" Clarice blinked, acting concerned for Christopher. "If you think the drug isn't effective, our research lab's newest product has a stronger effect. If you use it on Ms. Thompson, I believe she will be obedient to you. You can take a shortcut with matters of love."Christopher's brows furrowed, and he gripped his teacup tightly."Enough, Clarice. Stop making fun of Mr. Iverson."The man returned to a serious tone. "The DAD0044 drug has officially entered the experimental stage, but we have a small problem now."Christopher straightened his back. "Please tell me.""My research institute has invested an immeasurable amount of money and manpower into the development of this drug, vowing to take the lead in creating a cure for Parkinson's disease. If DAD0044 succeeds in experimenting, it could be said to make a historic contribution to the field of medical science, and the resulting profits would be an astronomical number."A slight breeze ruffled the curtains, and the man's smile sounded pleasant. "At that time, the four great families will be beneath my feet, and even buying the Salvador Corporation would be a piece of cake."QUA Christopher's eyes lit up, leaning forward. "Sir, Parkinson's disease has some similarities to Alzheimer's. DAD0044... Could it possibly cure Alzheimer's as well?!"The man nodded, seeing through Christopher's thoughts. "As long as we succeed in developing DAD0044, curing your mother's disease will be just a matter of time."Thinking of the long years of suffering from the illness his mother went through and finally having a hope this time, Christopher became so excited that his voice trembled. "Sir, whatever you need, I'm at your command. I'll do whatever it takes!"
The man drank tea leisurely while Clarice spoke on behalf of him. "Our newest intel states that the Larson family is also developing a similar.
drug, and their progresgis faster than ours, Wetried to send spies to steall their experimental data several times but failed. Dragging this will ruin Sir's plans, and the Larson family even obtained the government's support for their research. If they succeed in releasing their drug on the market ahead of us, all of Sir's efforts would be for nothing, and our losses would be significant."
Christopher's brows furrowed. "Sir, do you want me to hinder the Larson family's research development?m Fprgivel he for being frank, but if you couldn't do it, how could I…" "I want you to push our experiment's progress.The man's voice suddenly turned sharp, losing the hint of amusement. "No matter what, I must release DAD0044 before the Larson family."Clarice picked up a box on the table and walked to Christopher again, placing it before him.
"For a new drug to be marketed, it needs to undergo countless experiments and clinical trials In would take a year lat the very least, afe if we fail, it might take three or even five years." Clarice looked at him coldly. "Sir wants you to take this batch of drugs and carry out experiments on live humans.""Human... Experiment?" Christopher was stunned, his throat feeling as if strangled by a large hand.
The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1525-"Mr. Iverson, are you afraid?"
Clarice snorted. "Even I know clearly about the things you did in Sentania. Now, we're just searching for someone to sacrifice for a cause that would benefit generations to come. Mr. Iverson, are you hesitant?” Christopher's dark gaze shot toward the woman's mocking and contemptuous face.
No, this woman was not at all like Bella. Bella was the only ray of light in his dark life-the beautiful butterfly fluttering around in his cold and hellish world.
Bella was his angel, while Clarice was merely a cold-blooded tool that Sir foundbeautiful, obedient, and handy.
"Clarice, don't say that. After all, it's a human life. It's reasonable for Mr. Iverson to have concerns." The man's voice was gentle, but the underlying threat was not to be ignored.
Christopher's breath hitched, and he said in a low voice, "I'll complete the task you've given me, Sir."
"Thank you, Mr. Iverson. When you start the experiment, I'll need you to assign someone to record the data and observe the subject's reaction. Clarice will send you the details in two days." The man's smile deepened, obviously satisfied with Christopher's answer.
"Sir, I'd like to ask, are there any side effects to DAD0044?" Christopher pushed his glasses with a cautious gaze.
"Mental confusion and convulsion are the more obvious ones. We're still observing the hidden side effects."
Clarice rubbed her chin as if she were thinking. "Hmm….. It's similar to a drug addict's relapse.” Christopher's hands gradually clenched on his lap. "Sir, forgive my question, but why don't you do it in Meridan? The regulations there are not as strict as in Savrow, and I'm in a deadlock with Bella and Justin, which you know. They might be monitoring all of my movements. Although I'm more than willing to serve you, my situation now isn't great. I'm afraid it might hinder your plans."
"Our base is here. I don't want any problems to arise in my territory, affecting my plans. I want younet t carry out the experiment in Savrow as a fallback plan for us." S "Fallback plan?"
"If necessary, we can shove the trouble onto the Larson family."
Being a smart man, Christopher had already understood what to do.
"I've also found a suitable subject for you. DAD0044's side effects are similar to drug withdrawal symptoms, so if people who take drugs are injected with it, we could cover it up as a drug relapsedt will not raise suspicion from the police."
Christopher nodded, feeling enlightened. "I understand. Thank you for your guidance, Sir."
"Checkmate. Good game, Mr. Iverson."
The crystal chess piece dropped onto the board, signaling Christopher's defeat.
Christopher curled his lips in admiration and helplessness, knowing that it was a hint for him to leave. He stood up respectfully. "Sir,
it's about time. I won't disturb your rest any longer. I know you tike m antiques so prepared a special gift for you."
As he spoke, he clapped his hands.
The door slowly opened from both sides, and Yvonne walked in elegantly, holding abox madeof purple sahdalwood. S~Main the Find&ovel.&et website on Googld to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
Staring at the face with a striking resemblance to Bella, Clarices eyes flashed with à glint of vicious light.
The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1526-"It's been some time, Ms. Smith. You still look amazing." The man stared at Yvonne's exquisite face, smiling leisurely.
"Thank you for your praise, Sir." Yvonne lowered her head, responding humbly.
"This is expected of the child that Mr. Iverson personally nurtured for many years-gentle, elegant, dignified, and generous. Sometimes, I even think that she's Ms. Thompson. Ms. Smith is truly the most perfect substitute I've seen."
Yvonne's expression remained unchanged, but her eyes darkened immediately.
The word "substitute" turned all of the praise from the man into sarcasm.
Christopher did not continue the topic. Instead, he opened the box and presented the antique vase to the man. "This is an 18th-century vase I acquired at an auction in Inalia. It's a small token. Please accept it."
Clarice raised her brows.
She had kept an eye on this antique vase before for the man, but it was bought for a staggering $5 billion by an anonymous buyer. She did not expect the buyer to be Christopher.
Christopher was indeed a considerate and dedicated lapdog.
The man nodded slightly. "Thank you, Mr. Iverson. Please give your full attention to DAD0044."
Christopher bowed deeply. "Rest assured. I will give it my all."
After the two left, the aromatic room fell into silence.
"Sir, between the face you bestowed upon me and Yvonne's face, which resembles Bella Thompson, which do you think is more beautiful?" Clarice's hands rested gently on the man's shoulders as she leaned and whispered into his ear.
The man's eyebrows arched slightly, and he patted his lap twice.
Clarice obediently moved in front of him, kneeling at his feet. She lifted her radiant face and looked at him with eyes brimming with affection.
"No matter how much Yvonne looks like Bella, she will never be her. She's only a low-tier substitute created to satisfy Christopher's desires."
The man leaned forward, his fingers lifting her chin slowly. "You are your own self, a work of art I carefully crafted. How could a boring replica compare to a thing that belongs to me?"
Upon hearing it, Clarice's dark eyes flickered slightly.
The man was like a supreme being who looked down upon the world seeing everything in terms of whether it belonged to him or not. Therefore, she did not mind being called a "thing".
"Sir, forgive me for being frank."
Clarice knelt and massaged his legs with appropriate pressure. "I think now is the most suitable time for you to return. As Christopher said the best way to manipulate a man is to play on his sympathy. I'm worried that Gregory will hand of the Salvador Corn Over the reins Justin out of guilt."
The man chuckled. "He won't."
"Besides, now that Shannon has completely fallen, Bethany's existence in the Salvador family has no meaning anymore."
Clarice said, "Why don't you leak the secrets you know to take down both mother and daughter?Having m upelessichess pieces on the board will only get in the way." "How do you know she's useless before the very end?"
Clarice was shocked.
"My grandfather always told me that we shouldn't be wasteful. Being thrifty is a traditional virtue."
The man's tall figure leaned back comfortably. "So I must use every piece to its full potential tohonor my grandfathers teachings." SWauch Thi Find&ovel.&et website on Googld to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
Clarice could not help sneering. "Does it include Christopher?"
The man coughed lightly, picked up his teacup, and sipped elegantly. "I hope he gives me a satisfactory result with the drug experiment. Otherwise, our relationship will end here."
On judgment day, Shannon appealed in court.
Ten days later, the second trial upheld the initial decision-the death penalty.
From that moment on, Shannon felt as if she had gone blind. She curled into a ball at the corner of the cell !
from, morning to night, blankly staring at the small iron window, watching from dawn till dusk. Then, everything she looked at was like a dark and filthy fog.
The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1527-Shannon recalled her life, which was undoubtedly glorious. But each step she took to climb higher required someone to become her climbing stone, someone to pay for her vanity. Mary was the first person she killed.
Unexpectedly, it was this woman, who had been dead for twenty years, who ultimately gave her the fatal blow. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
The truth was that Shannon had regretted it long ago.
That woman did not have to die. What would it have mattered if Mary had lived?
But at that time, it was as if Shannon had been possessed, consumed with hatred for Mary, acting arrogantly because she had Gregory's love. Shannon
thought she could control the world under that man's protection.
In the end, the love Gregory gave her was nothing but a ridiculous mirage.
Shannon grabbed her hair with both hands, fiercely pulling out strands of gray hair with such force that the pain sobered her up, letting her see through Gregory's selfish and cold nature. He never loved her.
Shannon also did not believe that he had truly loved Mary.
Otherwise, how could he accept that Mary committed suicide so easily twenty years ago?
Shannon's bloodshot eyes widened, and she kept muttering madly, "Gregory…
One day… You will get your karma… You will pay for your indifference! I will be watching you… In heaven!"
The day passed.
"0742, you have a visitor."
As she committed a grave crime, Shannon was not only cuffed when she walked into the visitor's room, but her feet were also shackled.
The mental stress and overexertion of her eyes caused her sight to deteriorate rapidly, making her unable to distinguish people three meters away.
Shannon looked gaunt and wilted. She wanted to refuse, but now, with no one left to care about in the world, she was curious to see who had the time to witness her final downfall. "Who are you?"
"Mom…"
Shannon's gloomy pupils contracted, and with the sound of shackles clanking, she stumbled toward the glass window!
In her blurred vision, Carrie's fair face gradually became distinct.
Shannon widened her eyes, her two withered hands pressing against the glass with full force. She opened her mouth and asked tentatively after a while "Carrie? Is that you? Are you Carrie?"
Carrie looked at the unfamiliar face of her mother, her eyes reddening. She nodded.
Standing beside her, Ryan quickly held his girlfriend's slightly trembling shoulders, rubbing and comforting her softly.
He could not believe that the woman before him, with hair as dry as withered grass and a face mottled like peeling paint, was the once glamorous, youthful wife of a business tycoon.
Shannon's chest heaved heavily, tears streaming down her trembling
lips. "Mr. Hoffman… You know about Carrie's condition, rightz You o m shouldn't have let her come to this kind of place… It's not good for her."
Ryan's brows furrowed. He was just about to speak when Carrie slowly said, "I asked Ryan to bring me here."
"Carrie…"
Shannon sobbed uncontrollably, tears and snot staining her fage, il knew… knew youl were the kindest child!
…I'knew you couldn't bear to let me die…"
But the next second, her rekindled hope was extinguished by words that pierced her heart again.
"I came to see you for the last time, not because I forgive you."
Carrie took a deep breath, tears of anger swelling in her eyes. "I onlyn want to know. Why X WHy did you hurtinnocent people?! Justin treats me so well… Why are you so cruel to kill his mother? Why?!"
The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1528-Faced with her daughter's heart-wrenching question, Shannon felt her heart tremble in excruciating pain.
Shannon hated Justin, but she had to admit that he really treated Carrie well, even better than herself, as Carrie's mother.
Now that Shannon thought about it, Justin did not seem so hateful anymore.
But what could she do? There could only be one Mrs. Salvador. Mary was an enemy Gregory chose for her.
After a moment of silence, Shannon slowly said, "At that time… I was already pregnant with your sister. I want a name for myself… I want to fight for a better
life for my children and a better future…" "You got it afterward. Dad accepted you, and you reached your goal. But why did you still kill Justin's mother?!
"Justin never hated me or gave me the cold shoulder because I am your daughter! Annie, too… They saw me as their sister, giving me care and concern I'd never experienced before… They gave me all of that! They are my benefactors… How could you be so cruel?!"
Carrie was not a fool. She knew how selfish her mother was, and she understood her mother's negligence toward her.
She even felt inferior in her heart, blaming herself.
She hated that she was not as healthy as her sister and that she was not a boy.
If so, perhaps Grandpa would accept her mother, and her mother would not have to walk on eggshells at home. Her mother would not have to spend all her focus trying to stabilize her status, living a life of constant pretense and scheming.
But never in her dreams would she think that her mother would kill someone for her selfish gains. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
"If my luxurious life was bought with someone else's blood, I'd rather have never been born into this world… I'd rather give up being the fourth daughter of the Salvador family!" Carrie's eyes reddened and her fingers clenched tightly as she trembled violently in Ryan's arms.
"Darling… Don't get so worked up. Calm down…"
Ryan panicked when he saw her state. He hugged her tightly, resting his chin on her head while comforting her softly. "Honey, didn't we agree not to get angry no matter what topic it is? It's not good for your health and would only worsen your condition."
Carrie gritted her teeth. Leaning against the man's warm chest, she gradually calmed her surging emotions.
Shannon's dim eyes did not blink, and only beads of tears rolled down her cheeks, full of painful repentance. "Back then… I was possessed. I wanted to overcome my social class and become someone important. I've had enough of poverty since I was young. Those expired food and tattered clothes made me inferior, and I could never raise my head high. Then… I was scouted into the entertainment industry. did everything it took to climb the ladder only because I didn't want to return to those cold and hungry days…"
"But do you know what kind of life Justin's mother had to endure?"
Facing Shannon's grievances, Ryan's eyes turned red, void of pity but rather full of indignance. "Mary took Justin, who was not recognized by the Salvador family, and lived in a slum full of mixed riffraff for five years! Her body was weak, so she could not find work. Justin, who was five years old, shouldered the family's burden so that they would not starve to death.
"Mary merely wanted basic living requirements. Even if Gregory brought her back to the Salvador family, even if you're the mistress, she never thought of fighting you for any status! It was your insatiable greed and endless desires that caused you to kill an innocent and kind woman for your own gain! You even nearly killed Justin!
"Shannon, even though you are Carrie's mother, I still have to say this. You deserve to die!"
Carrie looked at Shannon's pale face, drowned in tears. Pain and hatred filled her heart, leaving her speechless.
"I know that my words don't mean anything now. My crimes and Mary's life… I will pay them back."
Shannon pressed her tear-streaked face against the glass, staring at her daughter with wide eyes. "Carrie! It was all my fault. It has nothing to do with you… Don't do anything stupid! You must live well… You're still young, and Mr.
Hoffman loves you… Your future will be bright!"
She then looked worriedly at Ryan. "Mr. Hoffman, you will take care of Carrie, right? Will you marry her?"
"I will."
Ryan's hand gradually tightened on Carrie's as a s shoulder, his gaze firma cable. "My wife will will No one else." S "Good… Good…"
only Shannon smiled with relief, wiping กวน her tears. "Carrie, when you get married, you should have some dowry. I still have a few pieces of jewelry in the safe by my bedside. The password is 0814.
Take it. It's all can give you now."
The password was the date Shannon entered the Salvador family.
What was once a proud achievement now holds no meaning to her.
"No need…" Carrie shook her head, still tearful.
"When Carrie marries me, all she needs to bring is herself, not dowry." Ryan's eyes were cold as he refused firmly.
"Prisoner 0742, your time is up." The guard's indifferent voice came from the door.
Shannon's heart tightened, her fingers curling tightly on the glass as if trying to grasp something.
"Goodbye, Mom."
Carrie slowly stood up. Ryan wrapped his arm around her waist, and the couplé fürhed around, walking toward the iron door.
Shannon wanted to say that she loved her, but at this point, a o m murderer like her did not deserve to speak of motherly love.
"Carrie!"
Their footsteps halted.
"Be careful of your sister."
Carrie did not look back.
From now on, Carrie would never see her mother again, nor would she want to.
The iron door closed heavily, and Shannon broke into tears.
When Carrie was still a baby, Shannon would hold her in her arms, singing nurgery chymes tirelessly and telling stories. Those times were so beautiful.
If possible, Shannon wanted to live again.
If she had another chance, she vowed to be a better mother.
The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1529-As they left the prison, Ryan kept Carrie in his embrace the whole time. The man's warm breath surrounded her, but Carrie still trembled slightly against his chest.
"Honey, you…" Ryan pursed his lips, suddenly at a loss for words.
What should he say to comfort her?
"We'll come next time" and "my condolences" would not do.
"Ryan." Carrie hung her head low, her eyes still swollen, with tears on her eyelashes. "Thank you… Thank you for letting me see her one last time. It's enough, really… I won't ask anything more from you in the future."
"Honey! What are you saying?!"
Ryan immediately panicked, quickly kneeling before her on one knee and grabbing her cold hands. He looked into her moist eyes with an anxious gaze.
"What do you mean you won't ask anything more?! Then what do you need me for? What motivation do I have to fight for power? What will I have to look forward to?!" Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
"Ryan…" Carrie took a small step back.
"From now on, whatever you want or wish to do, just say the word. No matter what you ask for, I will satisfy you."
Thinking of how Carrie lost her composure in front of him that day, Ryan felt a surge of pain in his heart, and his throat turned dry. "Carrie… You are the one I love most. I want to give you the whole world. It was my fault that day. I shouldn't strip you of your right to see your mother one last time. It will never happen again, I swear."
Carrie suddenly threw herself at Ryan, tears welling up, her thin arms wrapping around the man's neck as she hugged him tightly.
"I don't have a mother anymore…"
"Don't be afraid. You have your husband, a brother and sister-in-law who loves you, and Grandpa."
Ryan patted Carrie's back, saying, "Don't cry, babe. Take my hand, and I will make you the happiest woman in the world."
He had enough courage and patience to love her.
He was only afraid that he would not do well enough. He was afraid of making her angry and pushing her heart further away from him.
Yasmin stood beside the car, watching this heartwarming scene from a distance as she smiled in relief.
Her boss finally had a home. She hoped he would hold his wife's hand forever.
Yasmin drove the luxury car steadily through the bustling streets in Savrow.
"Honey, why don't we go on a trip? Do you want to go to Inalia for an art exhibition, see the Northern Lights, or visit Regarton's famous square to feed some pigeons?" Ryan took Carrie's hand, planting a warm kiss on the back of it.
Yasmin looked at the rearview mirror and reminded him in a low voice. "Mr.
Hoffman, the board meeting is scheduled to be held soon, and it's related to your official appointment. You need to get prepared…" "Nothing can stop me from accompanying my wife."
Ryan's eyes narrowed, and he grabbed Carrie's thin waist. "Besides, what is there to prepare? Apart from me, there's only my uncle. If Grandfather isn't senile, he should know that the Hoffman Group would have no future if he gave it. to my uncle. The Hoffman Group can only be mine."
"You are right."
Yasmin agreed, but she could not help worrying "However, it's always good to be cautious. Liam always loves attention, yet he has been quiet since he lost the fight for the racecourse hotel. I'm a little worried about it. There's something suspicious about this, so it's better to be on guard."
Ryan was unwilling to talk about such cunning schemes in front of his softhearted Carrie, so he curled his lips gently and asked with a hoarse voice, "Honey, have you thought of where to go?" Carrie was feeling very down and uninterested in everything.
However, she knew that Ryan would be upset if she was unhappy. She forced herself to cheer up and said softly, "I… I want to visit the Savrow Art Academy."
She genuinely loved everything about art and understood the implication of Yasmin's words, aware that Ryan would be busy for the upcoming period. It was best that he did not leave Savrow for now.
"What a coincidence!" Ryan's eyes curved with a bright smile. "I've been
inquiring about the Savrow Art Academy, asking if I could arrange and rent a classroom for you. If you like, you could stay there from morning to night."
Carrie was overwhelmed with gratitude, and she rubbed her nose against his chest.
Ryan placed his palm on the back of her head, his breath growing heavier, feeling as if his heart was about to melt.
"Yasmin. From now on, assign someone to keep an eye on Bethany Salvador."
"I've always been monitoring Bethany's movements, but she's probably afraid of humiliating herself, never taking à step out of Tideview Manor since the trial." Yasmin understood him perfectly. "Why are you doing this?" Carrie was confused.
Ryan's expression turned cold.
"Have you forgotten what your mother's final words were?"
Ryan frowned slightly, feeling uneasy when he thought of Shannon's last words. "I believe that a person's dying words are sincere. There must be a reason that she asked you to be careful of your sister."
The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1530-Since Shannon was sentenced to death and Bethany was humiliated in public in the court's hallway, Bethany felt that what was left of her status at home had completely vanished and that whatever childhood filter her father had for her was shattered.
She had always relied on Shannon like a parasitic leech. She had also spent money like it was water.
However, Shannon's personal assets were confiscated by the government. All her secret savings stored under Shannon's name were gone overnight.
Apart from the two private properties Gregory bought for Bethany, two luxury cars, and the $3 million in her bank account, Bethany had nothing.
Bethany was used to spending money lavishly, so the feeling of not having money made her itch unbearably, as if she were covered in lice.
Gregory would notice if she sold the luxury cars and properties, but what could she do with just $3 million? It was not even enough for her to tip the male escorts!
After fretting about it for two days, Bethany suddenly thought of the safe by Shannon's bedside. Her few pieces of jewelry should not be confiscated yet.
They would be worth at least $1 billion if she sold them. Therefore, Bethany immediately ran toward Shannon's bedroom, heading straight to the bedside with bloodshot eyes.
She dragged the entire safe to the table, staring greedily at the combination lock.
Her fingers were numb after trying a dozen times, punching in all the numbers related to the Salvador family and Shannon herself that she could remember, yet the safe remained sealed.
"Fuck! Why did you set such a complicated password? Did you think you could bring them to your grave after you die?!"
Bethany jumped in anger, storming out to find a large hammer.
When she re-entered the room, hammer in hand, she was dumbfounded.
Two exceptionally handsome men appeared in the room-Justin and Ryan!
"You… Why are you here?" Bethany shivered as she took a step back.
In the past, she would get excited at the sight of Ryan, but now she only felt fear.
Justin sat upright on the sofa, his handsome face expressionless, not even bothering to glance at Bethany.
"I came to retrieve some stuff for my wife."
Ryan's lean figure leaned against the table, his narrow eyes carrying a hint of mockery, and he patted the safe. "Whatever is in this safe belongs to Carrie now."
Bethany's pupils contracted, her voice turning sharp. "What nonsense are you spouting now? There's nothing of hers in here! Don't touch that safe… My mother left it for me!" Ryan raised his brows, his temper flaring up. He suddenly knocked heavily on the safe three times.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
"Ah! Stop knocking it!" Bethany jumped in panic, afraid that he would shatter the jewelry inside.
Justin shifted his gaze to Ryan, looking speechless. He could not imagine that his immature best friend would be the future head of the Hoffman family.
He hoped Ryan would not lead the Hoffman family to ruin.
"This is my home! This is my mother's room… She left this safe for me! You…
You guys… Don't dream of snatching it away from me!" Bethany widened her bloodshot eyes, screaming hysterically.
The next second, Ryan punched in the four-digit passcode, and with a click, the safe opened effortlessly.
Bethany's mouth hung open in shock, staring with disbelief at the scene before her!
"How could it be… I don't even know the passcode… How could you…"
"I've said that the things inside are not yours. Your mother left it for my wife."
Ryan tilted his head, his lips curling into an infuriating smirk. "If you want them, you can go visit your mother one last time in prison. Remember to sweet-talk her. Maybe then she'll grant you some good stuff if she's happy. But you should act fast, or she might not be around anymore."
Bethany's vision blackened with fury.
Did Shannon tell Carrie the safe's passcode? Was that why Ryan came over to take the things for her? That damned idiot! Her brain seemed to be working fine during critical moments. Justin parted his thin lips. "There's quite a bit here. Do you want me to ask the butler to prepare a box for you?"
"No need. I brought my own."
As he spoke, Ryan pulled a woven bag from his back pocket, and with a casual sweep of his hand, he secured all of the priceless gems.
Justin's brows twitched.
Good grief. It was like a bandit raiding a jewelry store.
After the two men left, Bethany, hammer still in hand, stood frozen in place. She looked at the empty safe, her head throbbing as if the hammer had hit her.
Finally, after a long time, she let out a wail, sobbing hysterically.
At that moment, her phone rang.
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Bethany wiped the tears and snot away from her face, squinting her!
swollen eyes as she stared at the screen.
What came into view was a name she had not seen for long.
Bethany's heart tightened, and she pressed the answer button, cautiously putting the phone by her ear.
"Hello…?"
Bethany gritted her teeth. "Zoe Hoffman… Your mouth is still so foul!"
The person on the other end said lazily, in a mocking tong, "You sound terrible. Why NAfe you mourning for your mother?"
"It's been a long time. Did you miss me?"
"Ha… All that talk, but you're still stuck in Inalia, unable to even return to Savrow!"
"Who said couldn't return? Ryan wants to treat me like a criminal and lock me up, throwing aside our sibling ties for a fool. How could I let him off so easily?!" Zoe's voice was dripping with venom.