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The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1791-There was no reason to ignore such juicy gossip.
Hence, everyone eagerly leaned forward, stretching out to grab the documents on the table.
Only Logan remained seated throughout the commotion. His expression remained unchanged, making no move at all.
Thanks to Zoe, he had privately looked through this appraisal report countless times.
"Who dares touch it?!"
Ryan's thunderous roar shook the boardroom. His eyes blazed with a fierce and bloodthirsty gaze.
These people were more than just board members. They were also Ryan's elders. Yet he had managed to intimidate them all. They shrunk back in fear, not daring to touch the documents on the table.
"What's wrong, Ryan? Are you afraid to face reality, or are you unable to accept it?"
Liam smirked at him, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "Deep down, you're probably instinctively rejecting the fact that your fiancée is mentally ill, right?
Otherwise, why would you have kept your future wife, whom you claim to be inseparable from, from showing up in the office all this time? Are you afraid she'll embarrass you?"
Alas, Ryan could not hold back any longer.
The Hoffmans did not have as many strict rules as the Salvadors or the Iversons, nor was he a privileged young master with a centuries-old family tradition. He also would not stoop to endure any humiliation like Justin did for the sake of the greater scheme.
Ryan would always handle things his own way.
In a swift motion, he grabbed the water glass from the table and threw it at Liam's head without hesitation.
"Argh! That hurts!"
Liam could not dodge in time. He took the full brunt of the blow on his forehead, which instantly swelled into a large lump. The water drenched his face and head, and he looked utterly disheveled.
Before Liam could even open his eyes, cries of shock erupted from all around him.
In the next moment, Liam felt his body suddenly sink, crashing backward onto the ground. Before he could react, a heavy fist struck his face. Blood gushed out of his nose instantly.
Liam could not believe it.
Despite being the newly-promoted CEO, Ryan dared to mount him like a donkey in front of Logan and all the directors. He openly delivered a brutal beating to Liam.
Ryan's punches landed relentlessly on Liam's detestable face. All Ryan could hear were the insulting words Liam had uttered earlier. Overwhelmed by fury, Ryan's mind blanked out.
The board members recoiled in shock and fear.
While unexpected incidents were not uncommon in the Hoffman Group's board meetings, a live beating- from the victim's own nephew, no less was truly eyeopening.
"Why isn't anyone coming to help?!"
Old Master Hoffman roared angrily, his eyes glaring fiercely. The security guards stationed outside hurried in, using all their strength to pull Ryan off Liam.
"My personal affairs are none of your damn business!" Ryan shouted each word with hatred, as if he wanted to devour Liam windle. liam heart, Carrie is the most perfect woman in.
Ryan's muscular arms tensed up as he restrained the urge to pounce of Liam again and teachim apart. The guards helped Liam to his feet.
Struggling to stand firm, he spat out a mouthful of blood and foam onto the ground.
the world! I love her, and nothing anyone says will change my mind.
Don't even think about stopping me!
No one can stop me!"
Although his expression showed indignation and resentment, he was secretly calculating his next move. He glanced subtly at Logan.
Seeing Logan maintain his composure without speaking up for either side, Liam understood this as tacit approval.
He knew he had to see this through to the end.
Ryan returned to his seat, pulling out a clean handkerchief from his pocket to wipe away the blood stains on his hands.
Suddenly, his gaze paused on the cute little bear pattern in one corner of the handkerchief.
He remembered that Carrie had embroidered the handkerchief herself. He always keptit'close to com him and could not bear to use it.
Especially not to clean the dirty blood of this scum.
So, he tucked it back into his suit pocket and casually wiped the blood off with his sleeve, the murderous aura in his eyes dissipating slightly.
Logan then furrowed his brows and asked, "Liam, are you alright? Do you want to go to the hospital?"
The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1792-“Cough, cough… I’m fine!” Liam clutched a handkerchief soaked in blood to his nose, a clear testament to the ferocity of Ryan’s attack.
The board meeting continued, albeit awkwardly.
Logan casually picked up the documents from the table, flipping through them nonchalantly.
Under Ryan’s intimidating gaze, he was the only one who dared to move.
“Liam, are you sure this report is genuine?” Logan asked with a look of disbelief.
Liam immediately shouted, “This report bears the stamp of a certified institution.
You can get it verified, too!” Ryan’s brows furrowed deeply as his suspicious gaze slowly shifted to his grandfather.
He knew his grandfather well enough to know that if it were his first time hearing about the matter, he would not be this calm.
Besides, such a psychiatric report about a member of the Salvador family was highly confidential. It was inaccessible to outsiders.
Only Carrie’s parents, Gregory and Shannon, would have it.
Shannon was dead. Even if Gregory disapproved of Ryan marrying Carrie, he would not have leaked his daughter’s private information to prevent the marriage.
Even if Gregory did not care for his daughter, he had a strong sense of pride and would not resort to such measures.
So, where did Liam get this report?
“The Salvadors would’ve guarded such information closely and wouldn’t have allowed it to be leaked. This report’s origin seems dubious.” Logan tossed the document back on the table, and his expression remained calm. “You might’ve been tricked, Liam. Don’t present a fake document and make a fool of yourself. That would be a grave mistake.” Liam slammed the handkerchief on the ground, his eyes filled with a dark fury as he gritted his teeth. “I have evidence proving that Salvador girl is insane!” With those words, the large screen suddenly lit up.
Everyone’s eyes turned toward it.
Ryan’s dark eyes turned cold as his blood seemed to freeze. He felt like someone was crushing his violently beating heart, about to tear his flesh and drain his blood dry.
On the screen, Carrie was out of control. She was crying, shouting, and screaming in an empty room.
Her piercing cries echoed through the board meeting room.
Her distraught state caused everyone present to frown in confusion and concern.
“Carrie… Carrie!” Ryan’s eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was hoarse as he desperately called her name.
His heartfelt cries seemed futile against the thin screen that separated them into two different worlds.
“Chairman Hoffman, you’re seeing this, right? I wasn’t slandering her at all. That girl is clearly mentally ill!” Liam pointed at the screen, his eyes gleaming with the triumph of his scheme.
“No one did anything to her, and she’s already screaming like that. What normal person does that? What else could it be but madness? If we let such a woman become the future Mrs. Hoffman, what would become of our family’s dignity?” Everyone shook their heads.
No matter how they looked at it, the girl on the screen did not seem sane.
"Turn it off. That's enough. It's too noisy," Logan said, his brows tightly forrowed and his eyes filled with disgust.
“Liam… Where have you taken my wife?!” Ryan’s eyes were bloodshot and gloomy.
“Taken? That’s a strong word to use.”
Liam crossed his legs and his lips curled into a smug smile on his battered face. "Today is your big day.
I know you'd want to see Your NO beloved wife as soon as you officially became the CEO, to share the joy with her. So, I kindly invited her to the office. Who knew she'd go mad the moment she left you? Tsk, tsk… Her mental state is really concerning."
Ryan felt his chest burn. Ignoring everyone’s eyes on him, he got up and sprinted toward the door.
"Ryan! The meeting isn't over yet! Get back here!" Lagan shaouted a Ryan's retreating figure.
Ryan stood abruptly, his faze as sharp as knives slicing into Liam’s face.
Liam’s smile froze. He felt like Ryan had plunged him into hell with that single look.
The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1793-In Savrow, the size of the Hoffman Group’s office building was second only to that of Salvador Corporation.
This towering skyscraper had thousands of rooms. The thought of them confining Carrie in some secret chamber, enduring unknown horrors, made Ryan’s fingers tremble violently.
Pain shot through his nerves, spreading to his limbs and torturing his nearly shattered heart.
Liam would not reveal where he had hidden Carrie. He wanted to torment Ryan and make him feel the anguish of losing his most cherished treasure. He wanted
to make Ryan furious and resentful.
But what baffled Ryan even more was Yasmin’s extraordinary skills. She could easily handle ten or even twenty men. She had a gun and would not even hesitate to kill Liam’s men when necessary.
How could Liam's underlings breach Ryan's home, extract Carrie from Yasmin's protection, and bring her to the Hoffman Group without anyone knowing?
"Have you checked the surveillance footage?!" Ryan's voice was rough as he sped through the hallways.
Following closely, Dean gritted his teeth. "I've checked them. None of the surveillance cameras captured any trace of Young Madam. Whoever brought her here knows the Hoffman Group building inside out. It must be an inside job!"
"It's likely collusion between insiders and outside forces." Ryan's hoarse voice dripped with bloody hatred as he dialed Yasmin's phone. "Otherwise, Liam couldn't possibly pull this off!"
To his dismay, he found Yasmin's phone turned off.
Ryan's heart clenched, cold sweat covering his body.
The situation was even more dire than he feared.
"Dean, gather everyone… Search the building room by room! I'll reward whoever finds my wife with a lifetime of wealth and glory!"
Ryan shouted these words from his aching chest, his pale lips trembling, and his breathing completely erratic. "Also, call the police. Yasmin is in danger!"
Dean responded quickly, "Yes, Mr. Hoffman!"
Ryan meticulously recalled the layout of the room where they confined Carrie.
The setting of the room was peculiar. The walls and furniture placement were unlike any other room in the building.
Since Liam was trying to mess with Ryan, he would not have made it easy for Ryan to find Carrie.
That also meant the secret room must be somewhere Ryan did not know about.
However, this gave Ryan a clue. He suddenly remembered that only the chairman's office on the top floor was closed to outsiders. They likely held Carrie there.
Ryan swiftly took the elevator to the top floor, running and calling out for his beloved.
His voice was so hoarse that the name "Carrie" sounded distorted.
Suddenly, Ryan stopped in his tracks.
At the end of the silent corridor, the once-pristine, cold wall had a crack in it.
Carrie's cherished teddy bear sat nicely against the wall.
It was sitting there, like how the adorable Carrie would sit and wait for him on the sofa every night.
In a room filled with glaring white light, Carrie lay on the ground like 9n broken beautiful doll Her slender body in a white cotton dress looked as fragile as a feather that was about.
to be blown away.
Ryan's entire body trembled uncontrollably as he rushed over. He tell to his knees beside her ando m gathered her limp body into his arms, holding her tightly against his chest.
"Carrie… I'm here now. Your husband is here… It's okay. It's going to be okay…"
Ryan babbled incoherently, his teeth chattering. Bitter tears spilled from his red rimmed eyes, half of them streaming down his face and the other half sinking into his heart.
Carrie slowly opened her eyes, her gaze dim and unfocused, devoid of emotion.
The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1794-Carrie tried to part her pale lips. After a brief moment, she finally managed to speak. Her red and swollen eyes looked like dried-up, withered springs. "Ryan…
Why did it take you so long to come…? Why did it take so long…?"
Every feeble question from her felt like a bullet piercing through Ryan's heart.
Guilt and pain overwhelmed him, engulfing his entire being. His lips quivered, yet he could not form a single coherent word.
"Something happened to Yasmin… Is Yasmin going to die?"
As Carrie recalled the images on the screen, her eyes widened in panic. Her frail body began to convulse in the man's arms.
Ryan was nearly scared out of his wits. Every breath he took felt like it was stabbing his chest.
"No… Yasmin will be fine! Carrie, I'll take you to the hospital now!"
Meanwhile, the board had no choice but to adjourn the meeting after the commotion.
Only the Hoffman father-son duo remained in the boardroom.
"Father, you saw it too, right? That girl from the Salvador family is definitely insane."
Face swollen from Ryan's beating, Liam still continued to sow discord, gritting his teeth angrily. "Letting such a woman into our family would be a disaster for generations! Everyone in Savrow will say that we're licking the Salvadors' boots, even accepting their mentally ill daughter as our daughter-in-law. Don't you think that's disgusting?"
Logan's expression remained stern, his lips pursed in disapproval.
His expressions indicated he agreed with his second son.
"Father, today's board meeting was an important one. Yet, Ryan left everyone here to look for that crazy girl! What does he think of the board? Does he even respect you? Do you think he deserves to be the CEO?" Liam complained resentfully.
Upon hearing that, Logan gave Liam a side-eye. "If Ryan isn't fit to be the CEO, do you think you are?"
Liam was at a loss for words.
"I'm your father. I know exactly what you're capable of. I may be old, but I'm not senile. I'd rather dig my own grave before letting the Hoffman Group fall into your hands!"
Liam's heart surged with a wave of anger.
Logan still favored his eldest son's family. It was hard enough to get rid of Finn, yet his son Ryan continued to stand in Liam's way.
Liam regretted having shown Ryan mercy. He should have gotten rid of Ryan when the boy was young. That way, there would not be all these endless troubles now.
Pulling himself together, Liam resolved that since he had ne hope of becoming the ceo, he must completely destroy Ryan and Carrie's marriage.
That wolf cub took his power. So Liam wanted to take his beloved away from him. That would be fair and satisfying!
"Father, given the situation today, I don't think Ryan has any intention of giving up on the girl from the Salvador family,"
Liam's eyes were dark with malice. "You know how stubborn Ryan can be. If he insists on marrying her, we won't be able to change his mind."
"Perhaps we couldn't influence him before. But now, it seems we don't need to act at all."
Liam was confused. "What do you mean by that…?"
"If the video of Ms. Salvador's outburst gets out and creates a scandal, do you think Gregory, with that personality of his, would still agree to let his daughter marry into our family?" Logan let out a cold laugh. "By then, not only Gregory but even Ryan's best friend Justin won't stand by his side anymore."
Thrilled, Liam clapped his hands until they were red and quickly gave a thumbs up: ah Das the saying goes, the older, the wiser! I have so much more to learn from you, Father!"
The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1795-As soon as Liam left the Hoffman Group building and got into the car, he eagerly dialed Zoe's number.
"Zoe, you're really the smartest among women! How did you come up with such a brilliant plan? I have to admit, I was too harsh on you before."
"Uncle Liam, I told you I wouldn't let you down. All you have to do is follow my lead from now on, and good times are ahead," Zoe replied, her voice brimming with smugness.
The mastermind behind their scheme was truly a genius.
Such a sinister and intricate scheme was beyond Zoe's own imagination.
"By the way, there's something I need to tell you."
A wicked grin spread across Liam's face. "Previously, you mentioned spreading the video of Carrie's breakdown. We don't need to do that ourselves anymore."
"Huh? Does Grandpa want to break up the couple himself?" Zoe's mind quickly caught up.
"Smart girl."
Liam crossed his legs leisurely in the luxury car and sipped the premium tea his secretary had prepared." Since the old man is handling this, even if Ryan seeks revenge later, it'll be him who takes the fall. It won't affect us. However, Zoe, I worry that even this might not stop your big brother from marrying the girl from the Salvador family. He's capable of anything."
"pfft, well, Ryan may want to marry her, but he can't if she doesn't want to marry him."
Zoe sneered coldly, "I have another card up my sleeve to shatter his dreams completely. Don't worry."
On the way to the hospital, Carrie had already fallen into a state of unconsciousness.
Ryan stayed by her side throughout her entire checkup, watching her undergo various medical examinations.
Seeing the doctors manipulate her frail body like a soulless puppet broke his heart over and over again. Tears kept streaming down his reddened eyes.
After a long while, the doctor finally emerged from the emergency room.
"Mr. Hoffman, your wife's body shows no signs of physical harm or assault."
Ryan's eyes widened in astonishment. "Then why is she…"
"It seems she experienced extreme psychological stress, leading to psychosomatic symptoms. Combined with intense emotions, anxiety, and fear, she suffered from hyperventilation-induced alkalosis, causing the convulsions and fainting."
With a worried expression, the doctor advised, "You should focus more on your wife's mental state now. I'm not a psychiatrist, but it's clear her mental state isn't good. You need to get her to a top psychiatric hospital immediately."
Ryan's pupils dilated with shock, his heart sinking heavily.
Liam had not physically harmed Carrie.
From the beginning, Liam's goal was not to hurt Carrie physically, but to destroy her spirit.
He knew about her autism, and he must have used some insidious method to completely break her mentally.
"Mr. Hoffman!"
Dean ran to Ryan's side, wiping sweat from his forehead. "We found Ms.
Yasmin!"
"Where is she?!" Ryan's heart pounded like a drum, his voice trembling.
His anxiety tightened his thoughts, fearing that peap's news would bring another calamity.
Dean took a deep breath. "The situation is quite complicated. i think it's best. if she tells you about it herself."
"So… Yasmin is still alive." Ryan's anxious heart eased slightly.
Carrie was everything to him, and Yasmin, his most trusted. DO' subordinate, was more than just his comrade. She was almost like family.
If anything had happened to Yasmin…
"Mr. Hoffman…"
The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1796-A faint voice caught their attention from behind.
Ryan and Dean quickly turned around and saw Yasmin slowly approaching them, limping on crutches for support.
Ryan was stunned; his eyes widened in surprise.
Dean's face drained of color as he anxiously rushed to assist her, exclaiming, "Master! What happened to you?!"
Yasmin endured the intense pain and shook her head faintly. "I'm fine…"
"Fine?! Your leg is so badly injured, how can you just bandage it casually? What if it gets infected? You could become crippled!" Dean was so heartbroken that he was almost in tears.
Dean and Yasmin had known each other since they were children in training camp. Their bond was beyond words.
"This is not important. What matters is Young Madam… Young Madam…"
Yasmin's voice wavered with guilt, and she trailed off. Her gaze settled on Ryan's stern, handsome features, tears welling up in her eyes.
Dean spoke in a low voice, without any trace of joy, "Young Madam is unharmed, but she has endured a great shock and remains unconscious."
Yasmin immediately broke down in tears. Having been by Carrie's side for so long, how could she not understand the devastating impact of such a profound mental shock on the poor girl?
Ryan approached her step-by-step, his voice raspy. "What happened to your leg?"
"It's nothing…"
"Don't lie to me!"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Hoffman." Yasmin remained silent, lowering her head in shame. "I failed to properly protect Young Madam. I am utterly incompetent. You should arrange for tighter security and more capable bodyguards to guard Young Madam. I am no longer fit for this duty."
"Master, what are you saying? You're one of the best bodyguards around, even among the Hoffman family or across the country. How many female bodyguards can match your skills? Even most male bodyguards can't keep up with you!"
Dean made an excellent point. In order to injure Yasmin to this extent, it must have been someone on the level of Justin or Drew, who graduated from military academies. It was hard to imagine anyone else with such terrifying skills.
Even if Ryan hired more bodyguards, it wouldn't change the situation.
"I don't think Chairman Hoffman or Liam's men are behind this trouble. I know all their people, and even if I didn't, I'm confident they don't have the skills to pull this off." Yasmin recalled carefully, a cold sweat running down her back. "That man must be a professional assassin."
Ryan's eyes were cold, his pale fingers gripping tightly.
"But the strange thing is, that man didn't harm Young Madam, nor did he harm me. He stabbed my leg just to prevent me from stopping him…"
Yasmin frowned and continued, "Then I was blindfolded and didn't know where I was taken. After that, I was thrown by the roadside. They did nothing else to me."
Ryan's mind raced, clarity surfacing amidst the immense heartache.
"Even if that man isn't one of Liam's people, he was certainly acting under his orders. Otherwise, he couldn't have infiltrated the Hoffman Group so easily, abducted Carrie, and escaped without a trace."
He recalled that there was a huge television in that room, which made, his heart sink Carrie probably saw Yasmin getting abducted on that screen, and that must have led to her emotional meltdown and mental shutdown.
But why would Liam go to such great lengths? Was it merely to take revenge on him at the board meeting? Suddenly, his phone rang, and Justin's call came through.
"Justin," Ryan said as he held his forehead, his voice filled with exhaustion.
"Ryan, your family has really given my sister a great gift." Justin's voice was hoarse with anger. "So this is the Hoffman family's idea of a betrothal gift, huh?!" t
The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1797-Ryan was confused, not grasping what Justin meant at first.
“Justin, I don’t understand what you are talking about.” “Mr. Hoffman! There’s a big problem!” Dean said, handing him the phone in a panic, his hands trembling.
“Someone… Someone posted a video of Young Madam having an episode online, and it’s going viral. It’s already been shared 200,000 times!” Yasmin’s face instantly turned as pale as paper, and the crutch supporting her tumbled to the floor with a loud thud.
Ryan stared at the screen. His eyes turned red and widened in shock. His entire body tensed and trembled.
Justin’s enraged voice came through the phone, but Ryan’s mind was blank.
The voice sounded like it was coming from somewhere far away.
“Why did Carrie have an episode? Who recorded the video, and who posted it online?! Didn’t you say you’d take good care of my sister? Didn’t you say you had people watching over her closely?! Ryan, what the hell is going on? Have you been so blinded by power that you’ve forgotten the woman you claim to care about the most?!” Ryan felt his throat tighten, the taste of blood seeping onto his tongue.
“Say something! Are you going to play dumb now?!” Justin’s voice was hoarse with rage, shouting furiously.
Despite his resentment and anger, he just could not bring himself to utter the cruel words of asking them to break up.
Justin had been through this before. He believed that Ryan loved Carrie, just as he loved Bella. He understood the pain of separation all too well. It was like slowly tearing someone’s flesh every day, with blood that never stopped flowing and wounds that never healed.
But at this moment, Justin was also at a loss. Carrie and Bella were very different. Bella was a strong woman who could fight alongside him, with a wealthy background and a warm, happy family. She could afford to fight and was not afraid to lose.
But what about Carrie? What did she have? She couldn’t fight.
Could Ryan really protect her?
Love alone would not guarantee happiness!
“I will take care of this issue, Justin. Please trust me… I know who exposed the video; I know who the mastermind is, and I will deal with them.” Ryan’s eyes twitched, his vision blurring with emotion. He said with ragged breaths, “Whoever it is… Whoever harmed Carrie will pay for it!” “Does that help, Ryan?” Justin’s deep voice was laced with bitterness. “The mastermind’s plan has already succeeded. That video has caused a huge commotion, and now the whole country knows Carrie isn’t an ordinary girl.” The video had tens of thousands of shares already, and it would soon surpass a million, seen by countless people.
It could not be completely deleted, nor could it be controlled.
“Not only that, my grandpa and Gregory also know about this. Grandpa was so furious that he almost had a relapse. Bella has already gone to accompany him.” Justin suppressed his heartache, speaking hoarsely. “Grandpa wants to bring Carrie home. I’m coming to see you now to take her back.” Ryan seemed deaf to Justin’s words. His gaze was chaotic and muddled. “I wouldn’t have become CEO if I had known it would be like this…” “Ryan, this is a tough situation without a clear solution. The Hoffman Group is your father’s legacy. To avenge your father, you wouldn’t let it fall into Liam’s hands, so you were bound to get involved in the power struggle sooner or later.
Your enemies will always target your vulnerabilities. In your case, that’s Carrie.” Justin let out a heavy sigh. "Ryan, balancing family feuds and love is never an easy thing. Being in love doesn't mean you're the right match, and it doesn't guarantee happiness."
In just a few hours, the whole country knew that the Salvador family had a mentally ill daughter.
Despite the Salvador family's best efforts to manage the comments and remove the video, the flood of harsh criticism was just too much for them to contain, leaving them with no way to go back.
[No wonder Madam Shannon has never allowed Ms. Carrie to appear in public.
They were afraid of embarrassing themselves!] [Haha! It's karma! It's only right that Shannon's wicked deeds come back to haunt her own daughter!] [Oh, why couldn't it have been Bethany who was crazy? What a pity.] [Does that bitch, Bethany, even need to go crazy? She's already mad enough!] [Anyway, Young Master Hoffman must be a real saint if he's willing to marry someone who is mentally ill. I'm so touched!] [Come on, is there true love between rich people's marriages? Didn't you see the recent news? Ryan is going to be the CEO of the Hoffman Group. Marrying Carrie isn't about love, it's about using the Salvador family's background to secure his position in the business world! What a joke!] Bethany lay on the bed, applying a face mask while browsing the comments, laughing so hard she nearly rolled off.
Her joy turned to sorrow when the iPad slipped from her hand, landing right on her facetand bruising her lips, as well as slightly altering her newly done nose job. She cried out in pain and sat up abruptly.
Just then, Zoe’s call came through.
Bethany held her nose and answered with a voice full of resentment.
“Good news is at your doorstep, and yet you still sound like a resentful hag.
"Hmph, even though that little bitch's disgraceful state has been exposed, Ryan still can't marry meksawhat's thereto be happy about?" Despite her inner delight, Bethany didn't want to expose herself too much in front of this annoying girl.
Can’t you be a bit happier?” Zoe’s typical languid voice came through.
“Don’t be too greedy. If it weren’t for my help, your annoying sister would still be giving you a hard time. And you really think you can become the CEO’s wife of the Hoffman Group? Keep dreaming.”Bethany gritted her teeth in anger.
"You think it's all thanks to you? If !
hadh't given, you that medicat report, wourd everything have gone so well for you? But Ryan isn't one to give up easily. Even after all we've done, he will still be determined to marry Carrie."
“That’s why we need to keep pushing. You need to continue stirring things up with Chairman Salvador, and I have some plans on my end as well.” Bethany vaguely heard the sound of Zoe kissing someone, which made her feel uneasy.
“What plans?” Zoe’s voice was sickly sweet and coy. “Come to the Hillside Club. We can talk more about it in person.”
The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1798-Unable to be stopped by Ryan, Justin brought the still-unconscious Carrie back to Crescent Bay. This controversial incident sparked a major commotion in the city.
Nigel’s initial reaction was not because he was embarrassed by Carrie. He merely wanted to comfort his granddaughter and shield her from the prying eyes and harsh judgments of the world.
Having suffered a great shock, Carrie was injected with a sedative once again.
Her serene and beautiful sleeping face brought tears to Nigel’s eyes.
“Oh, Carrie… This is all my fault. I was useless and couldn’t protect you,” Nigel said, a lump forming in his throat as his shaky hand tenderly caressed the girl’s soft, delicate face.
“Grandpa Nigel, don’t worry.” Bella’s eyes were also red and teary. “Carrie has your love. Justin and I will pamper her too. We’ll get to the bottom of this issue.” Bella clenched her fingers tightly, her knuckles cracking. She said in a firm tone, “I will definitely make everyone who was involved in hurting Carrie pay a heavy price!” Bella was always true to her word. She always followed through on what she said.
“It was someone from the Hoffman family who did it,” Bella said.
Despite Nigel’s advanced age and frail physique, his mind remained sharp. He clenched his teeth tightly as he spoke.
“Even if they did not want Carrie to join the Hoffman family, they still shouldn’t have treated her this way! The Hoffman family has no right to bully my granddaughter! Bella, you don’t need to handle this. I’ll take care of it myself!” Bella’s heart was heavy with concern. She was worried for Carrie’s well-being and feared that Grandpa Nigel’s outrage might jeopardize his own health.
Matt knocked on the door and rushed in, his expression anxious. “Old Master, your phone is ringing.” “I’m with my granddaughter. I won’t be taking any calls!” “It’s… Chairman Hoffman.” Nigel’s eyes were bloodshot as he snatched the phone and pressed it to his ear.
“Given the circumstances, what more do you have to say?” Logan’s tone was unexpectedly calm. “Chairman Salvador, it is truly heartbreaking that such a thing has happened. The person who exposed the video is despicable beyond words!” "Old bastard, don't you dare play the victim in front of me!" Nigel's eyes were red with hatred, the veins on his hand bulging as he gripped the armrest of the wheelchair. "The video was leaked by the Hoffman family. It wouldn't be surprising if you were behind it, old scoundrel!"
“You…!” Logan was so furious that he almost could not breathe, coughing several times.
“I know exactly what you’re up to. You’re old and blind, unable to see the treasure that my darling granddaughter is, but my Carrie doesn’t need to marry into your Hoffman family! If it weren’t for your son desperately clinging to my granddaughter, she wouldn’t even look at him! You filthy, rotten-hearted old bastard! Instead of quietly waiting for death, you shamelessly plot against a twenty-year-old girl?! Have you no shame? A big and wealthy family, but you’re all nothing but a bunch of monsters. Hmph!” Nigel ranted furiously, not giving Logan a chance to retort.
Bella listened from the side, feeling a sense of satisfaction. But this was not enough.
As the CEO of KS Group, Bella would ensure that the Hoffman Group would pay the price.
She would seize all their projects and resources, slowly suffocating the Hoffman Group within the confines of Savorow.
Even if Ryan were the CEO of the Hoffman Group, she did not plan to show mercy.
Logan Hoffman valued the Hoffman Group the most, so she was determined to destroy it. This was the price they would pay for hurting Carrie!
Having finally caught his breath, Logan dropped his pretense and completely tore into Nigel.
"Hah… I reached out to you out of goodwill because of the relationship between my grandson and your granddaughter. But you treated my kindness like dirt bombarding me With insults! Since you look down on my grandson and your granddaughter is so ill, delirious, and out of her mind, she's not fit to be our Hoffman family's young mistress.
This marriage is off! Instead of arguing with me, you should take your granddaughter to see a doctor!"
“You…!” Logan quickly hung up the phone.
In his fury, Nigel's face turned red.
Matt hurriedly brought over some water, while Bella immediately stepped forward to massage her grandfather's head, trying to soothe his headache.
"Grandpa Nigel, Logan called just to break off the engagement. He was just trying to get a reaction out of you. don't be angry. Let him have his moment of satisfaction. Sooner or later, their whole family will be crying.
Bella’s beautiful eyes were filled with icy determination.
The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1799-“I don’t need that old dog to say anything. I won’t let Carrie marry into that family!” Nigel instructed, “Matt, tell everyone that from now on, the Salvador Corporation will completely cut ties with the Hoffman Group! If any of our business partners dare to work with the Hoffman Group, we will never work with them again either.
I want to see whose side they will stand on.” Matt nodded seriously. "Yes, Old Master!"
"Grandpa." Justin's sharp eyebrows furrowed tightly as he approached Bella.
"Ryan is here, just outside the door. He wants to see you and Carrie." "Tell him
to get lost!" Nigel waved his hand dismissively.
Both Justin and Balla exchanged a helpless look. They knew that Nigel did not truly hate Ryan.
But it was a fact that Ryan failed to protect Carrie, and it was also a fact that he was the grandson of that bastard Logan. To say there was no resentment at all would be a lie.
"If he doesn't see you and Carrie, he probably won't leave." Justin's voice was deep.
Nigel only stared at his granddaughter without saying a word. His stance was clear.
There was heavy snowfall, creating a gloomy atmosphere in the courtyard.
Ryan stood there, his handsome face as pale as the snow around him.
He was dressed in only a thin suit and had been outside for over an hour, his hair and body covered in snow. The bitter cold felt like countless sharp nails piercing his flesh and embedding deep into his bones.
Dean was sent to deal with the situation. After Yasmin had her wound treated, she insisted on following Ryan. It did not matter if she could not see Carrie tonight. She could just watch from a distance.
After waiting in silence for some time, Ryan's body had grown completely numb and frozen. That was when they finally spotted two figures approaching with an umbrella.
"Mr. Hoffman, it's Mr. Salvador and Ms. Thompson…" Yasmin said as she struggled to stand behind him, her dry lips already turning purple from the cold.
Justin held a large black umbrella, using most of it to cover Bella while leaving a considerable portion of his own body exposed to the snow. "Yasmin, I heard you were injured. Are you okay?" Bella completely ignored Ryan, her worried gaze bypassing him to land on Yasmin's pale face. "I'll take another look at you later."
"I'm fine. Thank you, Ms. Thompson." Yasmin sobbed.
Carrie endured immense emotional distress due to her incompetence. It was fortunate enough that she did not die. So how could she accept such kindness with a clear conscience?
"It's alright. It's just a small favor. Come in with me later, and stay here tonight,"
Justin wrapped his arm around Bella's waist and said, "We believe that Carrie was so severely. affected because she saw you in trouble.
When she wakes up and sees you're okay, she'll start feeling better. You must want to be with her, right?"
Bella said gently. She had no intention of blaming Yasmin at all. Yasmin narrowed her eyes and said, "Ms. Thompson…"
“Thank you… Thank you, Mr. Salvador. Thank you, Ms. Thompson,” Yasmin said as she bowed deeply, silent tears streaming down her frozen cheeks.
"Mr. Hoffman…" Yasmin desperately wanted to go be with Carrie, but sha could not bring.her self abandon her boss, who was standing there alone in the bitter cold. She was conflicted and uneasy.
With Bella’s instructions, Steven came and escorted Yasmin into the villa.
As soon as Yasmin went inside, Bella broke free from Justin's embrace, and hurried through the,snow to approach Ryan. Suddenly, her eyes turned red with anger and grew wide as she grabbed Ryan's collar.
Ryan said in a rough voice, “Go on. Being with Carrie is more important.” Yasmin followed Steven inside.
The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1800-“Bella!” Justin grew worried.
A tall and muscular man like Ryan was being pulled forward helplessly, as if his bones had vanished and he was about to collapse.
“Ryan, you didn’t give Carrie her freedom, claiming it was to protect her, but what was the result? You still screwed everything up! You couldn’t even ensure her basic safety!” Bella’s eyes were filled with tears, brimming with anger and pain. “You think you’re so noble, willing to sacrifice everything for Carrie. But what have you really lost? The only one who has been sacrificed all along is Carrie!”
Seeing his beloved out in the snow, Justin felt a heaviness in his chest. Without hesitation, he chose to stand by her side, forgoing an umbrella.
One was the love of his life, while the other was his best friend. He was torn between the two of them. Staying neutral seemed like the wisest path forward.
“It was Carrie who gave up her freedom and reputation to be with you. She could have remained the sheltered, privileged daughter of the Salvador family forever, untouched by the world! Yet she chose to accompany you, devoting her prime years to you and maturing quickly to become an obedient and dutiful wife for you.” Bella’s angry outburst had brought her to tears without her realizing it. “Carrie has put in so much effort to accommodate you and consider your needs. She has done everything she can to avoid causing you any trouble! But in the end, why did it turn out like this?! What did Carrie do to deserve being treated so poorly?!” Ryan’s heart was heavy as he faced these painful questions. His lips quivered, but despite his best efforts, he could not get the words out.
“It’s my fault… It’s all my fault.” Ryan repeatedly admitted his mistakes, his cheeks wet with tears and his messy black hair covering his once confident eyes.
The once lively and commanding person in Savorow had dimmed so significantly that Justin could hardly recognize him.
“In the past… No matter what I gave her… She always said she liked it. She said she loved me and that she wanted to be with me forever…” “That’s because Carrie never knew how to say no! Everything Carrie did was to make you happy!” Bella shoved him hard, causing his body to stagger and almost fall.
‘To make you happy.’ Those four words struck Ryan with harsh irony. Though he had always proclaimed his intention to pamper Carrie forever, it was now clear that she had been the one pampering him all along.
The love he had believed to be so wonderful was actually built upon Carrie’s sacrifices, her suffering, and her kind-hearted efforts to create a false sense of paradise for him.
“Bella, Ryan knows he was wrong. He truly loves Carrie.” Justin’s voice was soft and low as he took off his jacket and draped it over Bella’s shoulders.
“Carrie’s world is simple and pure. She has no concept of the deceit and treachery of power struggles. She just wants to live a peaceful life.”
Bella rubbed her swollen eyes and sniffed her cold-reddened nose. "But now… you've dragged her into this.
mess. She doesn't even have the m strength to fight back. She has never even scolded anyone in her life. How can she bear the darkness of the Hoffman family? She hasn't even married into your family yet, and your family members are already using such vicious tactics against her.
"If she marries you, she will only be worn down by endless scheming.
Can you keep your guard up for a lifetime? As long as yoy hold power!
those rotten retalives of yours will never stop trying to bring her down!
Sooner or later, she will break again!
No wealthy family is simple. You'll inevitably become tainted by their company. A warm and harmonious family like the Thompson family is incredibly rare."
"I will handle it." After a long pause, Ryan finally spoke, his voice trembling. "I will deal with the O M Hoffmah family. Bella, I love Carrie.
Without her, my life is meaningless.
Please, don't separate us. Give me another chance… One last chance, okay?
He was clearly begging.
Bella lowered her eyes and shook her head. “I can’t decide your fate, and I can’t influence anyone else either.”