Ch. 1601..1610

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1601-While a lot was happening with the Iverson family, Justin was shocked to find out that things were just as eventful on his side as Wyatt's condition had just stabilized.

After sorting out his father-in-law's matters, he began working on setting up a charity foundation for his mother. Although his mother had passed away many years ago, Justin wanted to go all out with the charity foundation as a display of filial piety.

"Mr. Salvador, the preparations for the charity gala are almost complete. There are some other details, like the selection of the venue and guest list, that need your approval," Ian said as he handed Justin the documents he had prepared.

Justin took the documents and read them closely before casually asking, "Anything new going on with Gregory lately?"

"Nothing out of the ordinary, but there's something suspicious." Ian leaned forward, lowering his voice. "I checked Chairman Salvador's overseas travel itinerary. He attended a business conference in France for a week. After the conference, he was supposed to return to Savrow, but instead, he made a detour to Meridan."

Justin raised his eyebrow and asked, "Meridan?"

"Don't forget who's in Meridan." Ian's gaze became intense. "Chairman Salvador never goes anywhere without a motive. He wouldn't just wander around for no reason. So the only possibility is that he went to meet with Mr. Grant!"

"Gregory hasn't visited Meridan much these past few years, and when he does, it's never been a big deal," Justin replied, still focused on the documents in his hand, seemingly uninterested in the matter. "In the past, perhaps not. But this time, it's different. It happened right after you and the Young Madam won the lawsuit against Shannon, and after Old Master Nigel gave a lot of power to you!

There's a real issue here, Mr. Salvador!"

lan was really eager to make a point as Justin's closest aide. "Chairman Salvador is concerned that as your influence grows, you'll become too powerful for him to handle. So he's backing up Mr. Grant as a backup plan to challenge you!"

"So what? Should I buy a cruise missile and shoot down Gregory's private plane from the sky?" Justin mocked.

lan slowly said, "I mean, if you have to, it's not entirely impossible."

Justin fixed his intense stare on lan's face, making the latter flinch. "Ian, do you think I haven't thought about all the things you mentioned?"

Justin closed the file and took a deep breath. He declared confidently. "If the day comes when my brother recovers and Gregory chooses to support him, I won't have any complaints. After all, I owe Grant a favor, and he's the eldest son of the Salvador family. If it weren't for his poor health, he should have been involved in the core operations of the group anyway. However, I won't give up the things I've earned. I'll fight him head-on, fair and square."

At that moment, there was a knock on the door.

After Justin responded, the assistant secretary entered with two beautiful lunch boxes. The assistant secretary said nervously, "Mr.

ně Salvador, the Young Madam sent these lunch boxes for you and reminded you to have them on time, oPelse…"

"Or else what?" Justin asked eagerly, his eyes sparkling.

The assistant secretary blurted out, "Or else the Young Madam won't let you in tonight, and you won't get any other meals."

The secretary's face turned red. He had been married for four or five years, and he had never encountered something like this before.

He thought, 'Maybe this is the boss and his wife's special way of expressing love to each other?'

"Understood," Justin responded with a nod, gazing at the lungh box, tie!

took a moment to swallow before squinting and fixing his tie.

lan could not help but find Justin's expression somewhat cheesy Im seemed like, in dustin's eyes, the lunch box had transformed into Bella herself.

After setting up the dishes, the assistant secretary left the room?

Justin eagerlyi sat on the sofa, picking up his fork and

delicious food, all of which were his enthusiastically devouring the net favorites.

"It smells so good… How can it be so tasty?" Justin exclaimed in satisfaction between bites.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1602-an watched in shock, his mouth agape.

He had always viewed Justin as dignified and graceful, but Justin was eating so messily, completely disregarding his image. It was almost like a pig… No, it was like Ryan had possessed Justin!

"Look at you, Mr. Salvador. The Young Madam cares so much about you. She knows that you would be too busy to eat, so she has taken care of everything for you."

lan could not help but compliment shamelessly, "With a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for?"

"It's just a pity that it wasn't her who personally delivered it to me." Justin sighed, feeling somewhat unsatisfied. He took a gulp of water before finishing the food, feeling genuinely hungry despite devouring it all If it had been Bella who had brought it over herself, he could have eaten something else after finishing lunch.

Just the thought made his thin lips curl into a smile, unable to contain his joy.

"In the past, the Young Madam has brought you food more than once, even desserts. Didn't you always refuse to let her come upstairs?" lan pursed his lips and couldn't help but make a sarcastic comment. Justin felt a sharp pain in his heart. He also felt suffocated, as if a rock had gotten stuck in his throat.

At this moment, lan's phone rang. He glanced at the screen and saw that it was a call from someone in Terranova, so he promptly answered.

After listening carefully for a moment, lan widened his eyes in shock and immediately looked at Justin.

"Mr. Salvador! Something happened at the hospital in Terranova. Three of the villagers who were injured during the forced demolition by the Iverson Group didn't make it through the night and died in the hospital!"

"They died?!" Justin's eyebrows furrowed in suspicion. "Weren't they out of the critical period? How could they suddenly die?"

"Three people dying simultaneously have turned this into a major safety accident. The people behind this will likely end up in jail in Terranova." Before Jan could complete his sentence, Justin's phone also started ringing, just in time for a call from Bella.

"Justin, there was a report from Terranova. The Iverson Group's forced demolition has caused some casualties."

"You know about it too?" Justin's eyes darkened. "It's too coincidental for something like this to happen at such a critical moment."

"If it's too coincidental, then it's not a coincidence." Bella's tone suddenly became more serious. "They were completely fine and out of danger, yet they inexplicably died in the hospital. Someone must have secretly done something to them."

"There's only one person capable of stirring up trouble in Terranova and going unnoticed. It's someone who wants to use the opportunity to destroy the Iverson family, defeat James, and reap the benefits for themselves. Apart from Christopher, I can't think of anyone else!"

Honestly, Justin also thought the same.

After thinking it over, it was clear that James had been the one to suffer the most in this situation. What Christopher was trying to do was leave Lance with no choice but to support Christopher as the sole successor of the Iverson Group.

Justin frowned in contemplation. "By doing this, the Iverson Group will suffer heavy losses. Is Christopher willing to be so cruel?"

"Don't forget what happened to Charles and Astrid. Don't forget how he treated Asher and Camilla despite claiming to love me. You will understand that this bastard Christopher is capable of anything for his own selfish desires."

Bella took a heavy breath, her voice

trembling slightly. "Justin, the Iverson Group is about to undergo a o M camplete change of power. We can't prédict what kind of moves that

bastard Christopher will makt.

he's in power. We must be prepared at all times."

Justin's bright eyes sparkled with determination, and each word he uttered was filled with deep affection.

"Bella, doh bl afraid. ill stand guard against any threat. Whether they come as friends or foes, I won't let them harm you in any way."

lan, who was listening from the side, was overwhelmed with admiration.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1603-lan also wanted to marry Justin. Even simply being a maid in his house would be fine.Bella coughed and replied, "You don't have to do that."She spoke gently, with a touch of humility. "I'm not with you just so you can be my human shield, even though you've done that before. You're also a human. I don't want to see you risking your life for me. It would break my heart."Justin felt his heart race uncontrollably, his smile widening. Even if she asked him to die right away, it would be worth it."Bella, I've finished all the food you sent," Justin said, turning away. His throat was dry, and his breath suddenly turned erratic. "Can I have an extra snack tonight?"The chaos within the Iverson Group was in utter turmoil. The government of Terranova was furious and had officially filed a lawsuit, arresting all responsible parties involved in the demolition. They demanded exorbitant compensation from the Iverson Group. Knowing it was one of the four major families, they demanded a staggering $30 billion!In their eyes, a few lives were worth nothing compared to the century-old heritage building that James had destroyed. Every brick and tile of the centuryold heritage buildings became bargaining chips for the Terranova officials, who shamelessly made their demands.The officials were convinced that the Iverson Group would agree to any conditions they imposed to salvage their reputation. This project had already spent $20 billion on land acquisition and development. Now with an additional demand for $30 billion in compensation, regardless of whether Iverson Group could afford it, they would become a laughingstock in the national business community.All of this was thanks to James' incompetence. He had ruined everything!An emergency board meeting was held at the Iverson Group in the afternoon, during which Lance erupted with anger and decided to suspend James from his role as CEO. Suspending James from his duties was considered a lenient punishment.Logically, it made more sense for James, the one who started it all to go to jail for what he did. After the board of directors left, the Iverson father and son got into a heated argument in the meeting room.In a fit of rage, Lance picked up the ashtray and smashed it on James' head, which bled profusely.Grimacing in pain, James used his tie to cover the bleeding wound on his forehead as he walked out of the meeting room like a beaten dog. Just then, Christopher happened to be at the door."James, it looks like you're seriously injured. Do you want me to call an ambulance for you?" Christopher looked at him with a smile.At this moment, Christopher's bright smile irritated the miserable James."Christopher! You bastard!" James viciously pounced forward, grabbing onto his white collar with his bloodstained hands. "Do you think that by getting rid of me, Dad will let you take my place? You're о dreaming!"

Christopher replied calmly, "Who's the one dreaming? think, we Phave ap answersoon."

He pushed his glasses up with his slender fingers, a hint of menacez Hashing in his dark eyes. "James, do yu remember what I told you fifteen years ago, before my mother and I left the Iverson family?"James' expression went blank, and his pupils suddenly narrowed.

"I said, someday I'll come back, and when I do, I will take back everything I lost to you bit lay bit, Christopher continued, his lips curling into a chilling smile."Don't panic, James. The game has just begun.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1604-Christopher's expression resembled that of a ruthless predator, who no longer bothered to hide his true nature in front of James.

"So… You've suddenly come back just to take revenge against the Iverson family?! You're responsible for what happened to both Charles and Astrid, aren't you? Now you're coming after me too?! You shameless and despicable jerk!"

James was livid, his anger shaking him to his core as his emotions neared a breaking point. "I'm going to tell Dad! I'll tell him everything you've done! I'll make him see through your sinister intentions, your ugly face!"

"What does Astrid's imprisonment have to do with me? That was the work of Justin and Bella. As for Charles, they were the ones who exposed him, so what

does that have to do with me?"

Christopher was amused by James' panicked appearance. "Besides, do you think you still have any credibility in front of Dad now? Dad feels disgusted just looking at you. How could he possibly believe your nonsense?"

His laughter sent shivers down James' spine. James had underestimated Christopher, believing that a son who was neglected by his father and left out of the company would find it difficult to establish himself even if he returned to Savrow and tried to make it on his own.

Unexpectedly, Christopher had been plotting in secret for 15 years, and when he came back, he set up a trap that left them helpless. How did this once easily manipulated pretty boy turn into a ruthless shark that left them with no chance to fight back? Whose support had Christopher been relying on all along?

"You son of a bitch! I'll kill you!"

James seethed with rage. His eyes were bloodshot as he raised his fist to punch Christopher's face. But at that moment, the door to the conference room opened.

"Mr. Christopher, the chairman has been waiting for you inside." Lance's secretary gestured politely.

Christopher forcefully shoved James, making the latter stumble. He raised his chin slightly and walked inside arrogantly.

As the door closed, James realized his injuries had not been tended to yet. The pain made him collapse, and he held his head in agony.

When Christopher entered the room, Lance was taking his heart medication.

Seeing someone come in, he quickly pocketed the bottle.

"Dad, James had acted rashly regarding this matter. Besides, those injured were already out of life-threatening danger. Who could have predicted they wouldn't make it?" Christopher walked behind Lance and patted his back to reassure him.

"Everything in this world is unpredictable so don't be too upset. I've already sent someone with money to the hospital in Terranova, where the injured are being treated. Right now, we can only try to fulfill the demands of the deceased's families as much as possible, so that the negative impact of this incident doesn't continue to escalate."

"Christopher!"

Lance grabbed his arm as if it were a lifeline. "You are more capable than your siblings. You are the most capable and promising son! What should we do about this incident? Last time, it was thanks to you that Iverson Group's major project in Sentania resumed smoothly. You are so capable… There must be a solution, right?!"

Christopher curled his lips and spoke gently, "Dad, you guessed right. I've already thought of a solution."

"Really?! What do you plan to do?!"

"If you want me to save Iverson Group from this crisis you just need to fulfillone of my requests. Let me become the CEO of Iverson Group."

Lance was shocked. Despite having just taken the heart medication, his heart began to convulse again.

With James out of the picture, there was no one Lance could turn to besides Christopher who.had an exceptional ability to follow in his footsteps and rival Asher and Justin.

But this was not his preferred choice.

However, as the circumstances gradually backed him into a corner, Lance had no choice but to choose Christopher.

Lance clenched his fists and said, "As long as you resolve this matter, rih immediately gallal meeting with the böard of directors and elect you as the new CEO of Iverson Group!"

"Alright, I agree!"

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1605-Christopher shook his head with a faint smile and slowly sat down in front of Lance. "Dad, we're both in the business world, so we know that empty promises and verbal promises are meaningless. As long as I become CEO, I guarantee that all the current troubles will be taken care of."

Lance's eyes darkened. He asked, "Does that include Asher?"

Christopher's expression remained unchanged. “Our Iverson family has been targeted repeatedly, and Asher is certainly behind this. Even if you don't speak up, I won't just sit back and let the Thompson family walk all over us."

"Oh?" Lance gave him a suspicious look and asked, "Isn't Bella the woman you insisted on marrying? Asher is her brother, right? Can you really bring yourself

to take action against him?"

Christopher helplessly shrugged and replied, "I can't help it. I've always been one to keep business matters separate from personal ones."

"Good, you truly know how to separate personal matters from business!" Lance expressed his approval.

Having received a satisfactory answer, Lance rested his large hand on Christopher's shoulder and pressed down firmly. "Christopher, Dad is getting old, and your older brother is too incompetent. The future of the Iverson family depends on you!"

"Thank you for your trust. I won't let you down." Christopher paused for a moment, then his tone suddenly turned serious. "Dad, I hope you can keep our conversation today a secret from James. The fewer people who know about our plan, the greater the chances of success."

Three days later, there was a board meeting held at the Iverson Group.

With Lance's enthusiastic support, Christopher emerged victorious, with almost everyone backing him. He finally defeated James and became the new CEO of the Iverson Group.

Simultaneously, the official website of Iverson Group announced the appointment, which was confirmed by various media outlets through press releases. The Iverson Group had indeed experienced a change in leadership.

Christopher had finally obtained what he wanted. According to the Iverson Group's tradition, there was supposed to be a grand welcome ceremony for the newly elected CEO. However, considering all the controversy surrounding the el.

company and even some fatal ineidents, it would not have been wise to throw a huge celebration amidst all this chaos. So, everything was kept low-key.

However, Christopher did not mind. He had already obtained the position he desired. Now that he held significant power in his hands, he could command and control the Iverson Group as he wished.

The more power Christopher had, the easier it would be for him to complete the tasks given by his master, the mystery man.

Though a public celebration was not possible, Taylor arranged a grand and luxurious event in secret at Pivotage, no less extravagant than the coronation of a new king.

"Congratulations, Mr. Iverson! You're finally the rightful CEO of Iverson Group!"

Taylor was so excited that he could hardly speak coherently.

"This title doesn't sound too pleasing yet. When I'm the chairman, then I'll consider my mission accomplished. That's when I'll be truly satisfied."

Christopher squinted with joy, suddenly tilting his hand and pouring the auction grade wine worth millions of dollars as if it were water.

The man, groveling at his feet like a dog, lifted his head and opened his mouth wide to catch the fatting wine.

EVenthough Taylor choked and turned red, he still forced himself to appear excited and joyful.

Christopher was an expert at harming and toying with people. At Pivotage, everyone except him was merely a stray dog.

"That old fool Lance is utterly useless, just an empty figureheadof a chairman, Youthave the final say in all the major and minor matters, don't you?"

Taylor was elated. "Oh, by the way, sir, upon hearing of your promotion, the boss specially sent someone from Meridan to deliver an exquisite piece of antique."

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1606-I checked the value of the antique, and it is more than double what you last gave to him. It shows just how much he values you."

Christopher was filled with joy. "He is always so extraordinary and generous."

"Moreover, he also sent the medicine you requested and left a message saying that whatever is given to you is yours to handle as you wish. You may give it to whoever you want."

Christopher understood the meaning between the lines, and his expression behind his gold-rimmed glasses became difficult to read.

Taylor continued, "Also, as per your instructions, I have privately contacted the mayor of Terranova and two influential legislators in the political scene. You can

fly to Terranova at your convenience to meet with them."

"You did very well."

At this moment, Christopher's gaze inadvertently swept downstairs to the lavish scene. Coincidentally, Yvonne was sitting like a beautiful sculpture in the corner.

She used to be enchanting and radiant. Now, she exuded a cold, detached feeling of loneliness that annoyed Christopher greatly.

"In the next few days, I have matters to attend to. Let Yvonne meet the guests for me first." Christopher's eyes turned icy.

Taylor was startled. "Ms. Smith alone? Do you mean to let her…"

"Some officials are greedy for money, while others are lusting for power. But in my decades in the business world, I have never seen a man who is not interested in women." Christopher's tone dripped with disdain and ridicule. "A man as self-righteous as Justin, do you think he cares about Bella for any other reason than her beauty?"

Taylor echoed, "You are right. That Justin is just another lecher! Ms. Thompson is wasted on a pig like him!"

"I am different from Justin. I love Bella for her soul. I have been by her side since we were kids. I understand her, cherish her, and know her far better than Justin ever would."

Christopher slowly closed his eyes, and the image of Bella's radiant smile and beautiful eyes appeared before him. 'Bella, whether you love me or not, it does not matter will be with you until I die.' Bella was so furious upon learning that Christopher had become the CEO of Iverson Group that she lost her appetite for dinner and could not sleep half the night. She finally drifted off around 4:00 am, nestled into Justin's muscular arm, still fuming.

Lately, Justin has been busy commuting between Savrow and Hatchbay. As he was no longer in his twenties, he fell into a deep sleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

"Ah!"

Bella's crisp scream abruptly woke Justin from his slumber.

"Bella! What's wrong?"

He quickly opened his eyes, fully awake. He anxiously pulled Bella's deliçate boft body into his arms.

"I… I… I made a mess of the bed…"

Bella pouted her cherry-red lips, her.

fair cheeks blushing, and rubbed her dejected nose, against his firm chest.

"The sheets, the quilt… My pajamas…

They're all dirty. Ugh, it's so uncomfortable… So annoying!"

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"Dirty? How did they get dirty?"

Having just woken up, Justin was still somewhat dense. He asked io m surprise and sefiousness, "You didn't wet the bed, did you?"

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1607-"I did not wet the bed, you idiot! You're the idiot who wets the bed!" Bella blushed with embarrassment and anger and punched Justin's chest with her delicate fist, but her hand hurt more than it had hurt him. Justin grabbed her soft little hand and rubbed it over his chest. "Alright, alright… It's my mistake. My brain isn't working. When we are old, I will probably be the one wetting the bed every day."

Bella pouted while drawing circles on his chest with her finger. She could not help but laugh at his words.

"But, Bella, what happened? You really scared me just now." Justin gently caressed her soft face, his voice filled with concern.

"I… I got my period…" Bella clutched the edge of the blanket, her red lips pressed together.

Even though they had long shared the intimacy of a married couple and had been completely open with each other, Bella was still shy about this. She was always graceful and disciplined in her daily life, even in bed.

When they made love initially, she felt too embarrassed to be loud. It was Justin who had slowly guided her, helping her shed her inhibitions and fully immerse herself in their passion.

This was the first time she had felt so embarrassed in such an awkward situation.

"It started? But it's more than a week early," Justin said, his eyes darkening as he slowly lifted the blanket.

Good heavens, it looked like a crime scene!

"Ugh… I feel weak all over, and now this mess… I can't sleep like this!" Bella, her head resting on his shoulder, started to feel irritable, as women often were when they were on their period.

"It is alright. We have nothing important tomorrow, and there's no need to get up early."

Justin comforted her gently, kissing her cheek. "Let's move to another room, and we can have Wilma wash the sheets and quilt in the morning."

"No, that's too embarrassing…" Bella shook her head quickly. The thought itself made her flush with shame.

"Then we will throw them away and get new ones."

"What kind of household throws things away like that? Never mind. Just help me change them now, and I will wash everything myself in the morning."

After speaking, Bella covered her belly and walked to the bathroom to clean herself, feeling both dejected and uncomfortable.

Justin watched her slender figure with a pang of heartache, a complex mix of emotions swirling in his chest. He suddenly recalled many things from the past, especially when she first married him.

Wilma had once said that Bella not only cooked for their entire family but also always washed her own clothes and dressed simply and modestly. As the wife of the Salvador Corporation's president, she was always approachable and never put on airs.

Back then, however, Justin had been convinced that she was pretending and acting superior to show off. He had been caught in a terrible cycle of suspicion, much like his cold-hearted father.

He had believed that Bella had married him, knowing he could not love her, out of vanity and a desire for luxury.

The sad truth was, he had never realized that this girl genuinely loved him.

Justin clenched his fist, smiling bitterly as he punched himself in the chest, hard enough to make him cough: Only then did he feel a bit of relief from his suffocating emotions.

Bella stood in the shower, letting the

warm water wash away the blood and discomfort from her body, The hot water flowed down her fair neck, söft chest, and flat belly, temporarily easing her discomfort.

When she finished cleaning herself, she wrapped her body ig a bath itowel and stepped dufof the shower to a shocking scene.

"Justin, what are you doing?

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1608-Justin said, "The longer blood sits, the harder it is to wash out. So I am washing it first, and then Wilma can use the washing machine to give it another wash."

Bella was astonished to see Justin with a large bucket and a small stool. His long legs bent awkwardly as he vigorously scrubbed the sheets and quilt. His tall, imposing figure looked somewhat comical in that position.

"Mr. Salvador, you can actually do laundry?" Bella's eyes sparkled as if she had discovered a new world.

"I have always known how."

Justin quickly scrubbed the bloodstains clean and smiled faintly. "When I was in military school, who do you think washed my clothes? Do you think I had Wilma

over there?"

Seeing how efficiently he worked, Bella ran over, throwing herself onto his back and hugging his neck tightly, feeling a warm sensation in her heart.

"Don't be naughty, especially now that it's that time of the month." Justin wanted to return her embrace, but his hands were covered in soap, and he did not want to dirty her. "Justin… I love you." Bella could not help but confess, her cherry lips barely parting.

Justin's heart raced, and a wave of warmth filled his deep, dark eyes. He turned his face to kiss her cheek and softly responded, "I love you too. Very much."

Indeed, sharing a bed did not necessarily make two people fall in love. Although they were born into affluent families, they both longed for the simplest, most ordinary life.

After all the fuss, Bella was suffering from painful cramps. She cried out in discomfort. Justin sacrificed his sleep, holding her and tirelessly massaging her abdomen, trying every possible method to make her feel better.

"In the future, will you still indulge in cold things? Hmm?" He pinched her waist lightly, his low, magnetic voice tinged with a hint of reproach.

"Ugh… I can't quit it. I just like cold things." Bella pouted stubbornly.

"Bella, be good and listen, alright? Drinking cold things is bad for girls on their period." Unable to argue with her, Justin resorted to gentle persuasion.

"So what if it's bad? I'm not having kids anyway…"

Bella, who was half-asleep, spoke casually and unwittingly pierced Justin's heart with her words.

"Bella, I know you are still upset… I will find a way. I will try everything."

Justin's chest tensed, his breath heavy as he held her tightly, his eyes slowly filling with tears. "Medicine is very advanced now. There will be a way."

Bella felt his strong grip as if he wanted to merge her into his body, and she panted from the pressure. "Justin, you're overthinking it I didn't mean it like that."

"Having a child is not important.

What is important is that we love each other and are together. Did you nat saythat was your baby? Is it not enough to have this baby clinging to you and bothering you? Wouldn't another little kid just annoy you? |

certainly would be annoyed."

The more she comforted him, the more guilty he felt. Justin'sthroat felt choked) kendering him speechless.

The couple rested until the afternoon.

When Bella felt a bit better she mi suggestedthey go back to Hatchbay to visit Wyatt.

On the way, Justin placed a heating pad on her belly and handed her a thermos cup filled with hot tea.

"There's no cold water now, and no urine either. Please have a sip of something warm, my lady."

Bella sighed and reluctantly took a sip, but she did feel much better afterward

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1609-"It is so infuriating that Christopher ascended to his position so easily!" Bella exclaimed, gulping down some hot tea so quickly that she scalded her tongue, resulting in her making some funny faces. Full of tender affection, Justin gently rubbed her head. "It may seem easy, but we know full well how much effort he put in, how many schemes he executed, and how many people he trampled on to get to where he is today."

Bella squinted at him and sipped her hot drink. "Listen to yourself, Justin. It sounds like you almost sympathize with that venomous snake."

The man smiled wryly. "Not at all. I am just remarking on how ruthless Christopher truly is."

"He has now eliminated the three Iverson siblings and achieved his dream of becoming the CEO. What will he do next? Honestly, just thinking about it makes me feel menopausal." Bella sighed and rubbed her temples.

"Christopher's ambitions are insatiable. Being CEO will not be enough for him.

He wants to replace Lance and have the entire Iverson family grovel at his feet."

Justin wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close. His eyes were dark and inscrutable. "So, he will not stay quiet. He will make his move. As long as he does, he will expose his wolfish nature, and we will easily catch him."

"Even so, I am still worried." Bella leaned into his embrace. Her heart suddenly felt heavy with foreboding. "When Christopher first returned to the Iverson family, he already had the power to stir things up. Now, with even greater authority, I fear he will retaliate against you and my family with more ferocity."

"He would not dare."

Justin's eyes turned red, and his jaw clenched tightly. "Whether it is you, your father, or your brothers, if he dares to touch any of you, I will make him fall as fast as he rose. I have not forgotten how he tried to harm Asher on the South Island. Let Christopher watch as his own doomsday arrives!"

Bella sighed softly, intertwining her fingers with his. She knew he thought only of her and her family, forgetting that he had been gravely injured protecting her on the South Island and had nearly lost his life. She would also settle this grudge with that venomous snake, Christopher!

تم کیا ہے۔ Asher.

Since that night, when Mila and Arnold had their secret conversation, an indescribable somber mood enveloped the entire Yara Park. lingered between Arnold and Despite Arnold's carefree nature, he was also as stubborn and unyielding as a mule.

The more Mila urged him to leave, the more determined Arnold was to stay, silently defying her wishes.

In recent days, Asher seemed very busy and had been spending the whole day at the KS Group's headquarters before returning home very late. Arnold waited from dawn to dusk. When he finally saw his beloved Asher return, Asher was always accompanied by the butler or Steven.

On the rare occasions when Asher was alone, just as Arnold was about to approach, Asher would shut the door heavily, leaving Arnold out in the cold.

For several long, lonely nights, Arnold sat by the window, smoking one cigarette after another until dawn. His eyes turned dark and sunken, and his once handsomet

face became weary and haggard.

Although Asher had never been m particularly waren toward him, even the small amount of warmth he had relied on was now gone.

How could he be content with this?

Arnold had finally seen Asher open his heart to him. How could he let everything return to the way it was before?

Today, as Asher stepped out of his room, impeccably dressed and with a stern expressioh, Arnold immediately blöcked his path.

"Ash!" Arnold called out urgently, his voice completely hoarse.

Asher stopped abruptly, his jet-black eyes narrowing. "What are you doing here?"

"I have been waiting outside your door since you came back last night,"

Arnold said hesitahtly with tired, bloodshot eyes. "What is going on?

Why are you avoiding me?"

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1610-Asher's face remained expressionless as he looked at Arnold. However, a wave of emotions surged internally. 'Last night, until now? Arnold had not slept all night and stayed by my door, just to see me?' As his thoughts returned, Asher's fingers balled into a fist by his side.

"Ash, what did I do wrong? Did I say something wrong? Please tell me." Arnold could not bear Asher's coldness and silence any longer. His voice trembled with anxiety as he stepped forward to grab Asher's hand.

However, Asher suddenly stepped back, leaving Arnold grasping at empty air. A chill swept over him from head to toe.

"Ash…"

"Dr. Larson." Asher's voice cut through sharply.

Arnold's pupils contracted. "What did you call me?"

"Dr. Larson." Asher's voice was even colder than before, as if he had returned to being the aloof eldest son of the Thompson family, untouched by the world.

"You have worked hard these past few days. My father's condition has stabilized, and you have stayed in Hatchbay for too long. You have not visited your family even once. Why not take some time to go home?"

It felt as if a bullet had pierced through Arnold's heart. Arnold's hand froze midair as he asked, "Did my aunt say something to you?!"

Asher shook his head. "What does this have to do with Aunt Mila? You are overthinking."

"Then why are you also trying to send me away?!" Arnold's voice broke, tears welling up in his eyes. "Ash, I don't want to go home… I don't want to go abroad.

I want to stay by your side forever. It does not matter what reason or identity. As long as I can be with you, I don't need anything else! I just want you!"

Asher's eyes reddened, but his voice remained cold and harsh. "Dr. Larson, if you wish to stay at Yara Park a bit longer to accompany Aunt Mila, feel free to do so. But starting tonight, I will be living in Savrow for a while. The KS Group racecourse hotel project is about to start. I will be very busy and might have to travel frequently. So, do as you wish."

With that, Asher turned and walked away, his attitude resolute and cold.

Arnold rushed forward and hugged him tightly, tears streaming down his face.

"Ash, are you abandoning me?"

Asher's breath hitched, and his mouth opened slightly.

"Ash, please don't abandon me… I will do anything. Just don't ignore me. I beg you…"

The once-proud and rebellious Arnold Larson was utterly humble and undignified before Asher, just so he could cling on to that sliver of warmth.

"I never belonged to you, Dr. Larson. We never belonged to each other," Asher said, his back to Arnold, his words piercing the latter's heart. "You are a free bird in the forest. There is no need to give up a vast forest because of me. I am not only the CEO of KS Group but also a devout Christian. Neither my status nor my faith will allow me to be with you. Even if I marry and have children one day, it will not be with a man. So don't waste your time on me."

Such heartless words were said so easily. Each word was like a sharp knife stabbing into Arnold's heart. "Ash, Arnold."

Hearing the voice, both of their hearts skipped a beat.

Asher's mind went blank. His jawline instantly tensed as he forcefully pried Arnold's hands off his waist.

Asher raised his eyes, his heart in turmoil.

Not far away, Mila stood there calmly, her expression as serene as ever, as if she had not witnessed their unusual closeness.

"Aunt Mila," Asher responded, his voice slightly hoarse.

Mila smiled faintly and turned to Arnold. "Arnold, your brother has come to pick you up."

Arnold's shoulders slumped, as if he had fallen into a deep abyss.

Bella and Justin walked hand in hand into the living room, where they spotted a man in an expensive brown suit sitting on the sofa. He was similar in age and stature to Justin's older brother, exuding an air of sophistication.

The man's narrow eyes flickered impatiently as he repeatedly glanced at his watch. Justin furrowed his brow, feeling a sense of familiarity with this person.

But he could not identify this man.

The man's eyes lazily lifted at the

sound of footsteps, and he showed no reaction to the famous couplen before him not even bothering shift inthis seat. How utterly arrogant! In contrast, Bella

approached calmly, her crim Velet curving into a politen lips as she extended her right hand.

"Mr. Larson, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Justin looked puzzled at Bella before turning his gaze back to the unfamiliar man. 'Mr. Larson? Could he be…

"Heh, I've never set foot in such a prestigious place. It's shocking that you recognize me! Mis! Phompson."

Mir. Larson responded with a smirk, crossing his arms defensively.

"However, the Larson family heel. nt

strict rules. Anyone from the Larson family cannot have any contact with the Thoriason family. Let's skip the handshake, shall we?"