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The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1801-"You need to get past Grandpa Nigel first, then we can talk about it," Bella said, turning away without looking back.

Justin stood in the snow with Ryan. Their figures were like timeless, perfect sculptures against the storm.

"Let Carrie stay with Grandpa for a while." Justin sighed heavily, patting Ryan's rigid shoulder.

"You go back and handle your family's issues. Come back when Grandpa has calmed down a bit."

Ryan's voice was hoarse, "I'll stay here with her tonight…"

"Are you kidding me? The temperature's going to drop below freezing tonight. If you stand out here all night, you'll definitely get sick!"

Justin's expression turned stern. "If Carrie knew you were doing this, it would only make her feel worse!"

"Then… Don't let her know." Ryan forced a bitter smile, his pale lips trembling.

"Justin, this is the only way I can feel a little better. Please don't stop me."

Bella furrowed her delicate brows in frustration. As soon as she returned to the villa, she received a call from Ralph.

"Ralph…"

"Bella," Ralph paused slightly before cautiously asking, "How is Carrie…?"

Ralph's voice was so warm that Bella felt like crying again. She always showed more of her vulnerable side in front of her family and Justin.

"She's sleeping at Grandpa Nigel's place." Bella choked up slightly.

Ralph took a deep breath and asked hoarsely, "Is there anything I can do for her?"

Bella bit her lip and softly said, "If you have time, buy a box of Little Panda snacks for Carrie, please."

"Alright. I'll go first thing tomorrow morning and then deliver them to Grandpa Nigel's."

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Ralph's tone held a boyish shyness along with the understanding of a mature man. "No, let her rest well. Don't tell her the snacks are from me."

Hearing this, Bella felt a pang in her heart. There were two equally outstanding men standing guard on opposite sides tonight. Both were watching over the same woman, but where does Carrie's true happiness lie?

Yasmin stayed in the room with Carrie for a long time before o m reluctantly stepping out. Rubbing her moist eyes, she turned and saw both Justin and Bella approaching.

UMS

"Yasmin, you've always been the

most skilled bodyguard in the Hoffman family," Justin said as he frowned before asking the cruciah question, "How could anyone from the Hoffman family hurt you like this?

How did they incapacitate you to the point that you couldn't even inform Ryan in time? How did they silently take my sister to the

Hoffman Group?"

"Such audacity! It's infuriating!" Bella's eyes flashed with anger as she clung to Justin's arm, her fingers wrinkling his white shirt.

At that moment, Yasmin broke into a cold sweat, recalling that night.

"The man fought was likely a professional assassin. His skils mere ruthless ang elusivel was no match for him! Perhaps only Mr. Salvador could stand a chance against him."

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1802-Justin and Bella exchanged bewildered looks.

Bella pursued, "What did that guy look like? Do you still remember?"

"Absolutely," Yasmin said, her brow deeply furrowed. "He was really handsome."

Both of them were stunned. This was not the detail they had expected.

"I'm not joking. That man was really good-looking, with a face that left a strong impression at first sight.” "Anything else?" Bella asked, unwilling to give up.

Yasmin paused thoughtfully, hitting her head as she tried to imagine the man's face. "He seemed familiar like I've seen him somewhere before."

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Bella hurried over and gently took hold of Yasmin's wrist, whispering softly, "It's alright, no need to push yourself. If the details don't come to you, don't stress about it. Don't hurt yourself."

Yasmin looked at Bella intensely. Then, her eyes widened with realization. "Wait, I remember now. The man sort of resembled Ralph!"

Bella was momentarily startled. "Really? Then he must be quite handsome."

Justin was speechless. Was this really the time to discuss that?

Yasmin winced as she gently rested her hand on her injured leg, still shaken.

"That assassin must have gone through rigorous combat training. His skills were as good as those of elite foreign mercenaries. I doubt Liam could find someone that skilled, but if he wasn't behind it, how did that man sneak Carrie into the heavily guarded Hoffman Group building and lock her in a safe house known only to Chairman Hoffman?"

Justin's eyes were dark and intense as he said, “The Hoffman family must be involved in this. Liam is one of them, and Chairman Hoffman may also be secretly pulling the strings."

Bella's eyes turned red, and she could not help but feel a chill down her spine.

Except for Ryan, the entire Hoffman family wanted to destroy Carrie. They were all her enemies.

Bella could not tell if they despised Carrie for being different, or if they could not stand seeing Ryan find happiness.

"Mr. Salvador, Ms. Thompson… I only have one request," Yasmin said, her body trembling slightly with pain as she held back tears. "Please help Mr. Hoffman and Young Madam. No matter what, don't let them be separated… Mr. Hoffman can't survive without her."

Bella hurriedly stepped forward to support her, fearing she might collapse.

Honestly, Bella never wanted to separate them either. Carrie was as important to her as her own sister, Amelia. She was heartbroken, so she couldn't help but vent her anger on Ryan. If she did not speak harshly, would Ryan realize the seriousness of the situation? If this happens again, Carrie might not survive!

"Yasmin, we'll do everything we can to convince Grandpa. But when it comes to the Hoffman family, Ryan needs to address this personally as soon as possible.

This isn't just about explaining things to Carrie. It's also about giving Grandpa an explanation," Justin said earnestly.

"The only way we can persuade Grandpa is if Ryan shows genuine sincerity.

Otherwise, even if we want to help, we won't know where to start."

"Thank you, Mr. Salvador," Yasmin said, her eyes full of gratitude.

"Yasmin, when you go back, look around the room carefully. If you can, try to get the man's fingerprints, Bella said. "I'll pass the fingerprints to my brother. He's a police officer, so he can ask his tech team to check if there's any information connected to this person. If that man is a professional assassin, then this isn't his first time.

Crooks like him never bother cleaning up a crime scene, so his prints are probably in the system already. If we get a match, we should be able to identify him."

Bethany drove by herself to the exclusive hillside hot spring club as scheduled.

Due to the club's high prices and limited membership, it typically had very few visitors.

That evening, the large main area seemed especially abandoned, with not a soul in sight.

As soon as Bethany walked through the main entrance, a person resembling a secretary approached her.

"Excuse me, are you Ms. Bethany Salvador?"

"And you are…?" Bethany glanced at the person, unsure if he was connected to Zoe.

"Ms. Hoffman instructed me to show you the way. Please follow me."

After wandering for a while, Bethany was led to a door.

The secretary said before leaving, "Ms. Hoffman is inside. Please enter."

Bethany snorted coldly, thinking to herself that this girl was really over the top, making it sder as ff Bethany were meeting royalty. She pushed the door open and was immediately hit by a wave of steam and heat.

As she approached, following the sound of running water, she vaguely heard a woman's muffled moans through the slightly open door.

Bethany hesitated, her heart pounding, before gently pushing the door open…

"Ah!" Bethany let out a startled gasp, her scalp prickling.

Through the thick steam, Bethany glimpsed Zoe's bare, slender back, pressed against clrock, with a man holding her waist and thrusting vigorously.

The man stiffened, halting abruptly and turning his head around.

Bethany's eyes widened in disbelief as she recognized Jason's face.

Still catching her breath, Zoe gave a sultry smile and languidly encircled Jason's neck with her slender arms. "Don't stop… Keep going."

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1803-Bethany covered her mouth, feeling extremely shocked.

While Bethany herself led a private lifestyle of casual sex, she at least tried to maintain an image of innocence.

On the other hand, Zoe had absolutely no shame. Not only did she brazenly have sex with a man in front of Bethany, but Zoe's ecstatic expressions even carried a hint of boastfulness. Such a disgraceful woman once dared to dream of marrying Justin and becoming the lady boss of Salvador Corporation. She did not even have the right to dream about it!

As the esteemed son of a high-ranking official, Jason still maintained a sense of propriety.

Though his desires burned intensely, he remained mindful of his reputation with others around him.

"Zoe, I can't…" Jason said, trying to maintain some semblance of composure.

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"Hmph! Useless thing!" Zoe pushed him into the water in disgust. Her naked body emerged from the water as she grabbed a towel from the rattan chair and wrapped it around herself, barely covering the essential parts.

Jason quickly immersed himself in the water. As Zoe's loyal follower, he naturally wanted to appease his girlfriend right away. But with Bethany there, he didn't dare to surface like this.

Zoe took a long drag from her cigarette and said, "What are you yelling for?

Everyone in Savrow knows you sleep around more than anyone else. Don't try to act all innocent with me, Bethany."

Despite her anger, Bethany couldn't help but secretly admire Zoe. She recalled how Jason had always been Zoe's backup in their school days. Even a decade later, it seemed he had not moved on from her. Although the Hoffman family was incredibly wealthy, their background was less than clean, and people in official circles did not like to associate with them.

But if Zoe could really get close to the Solloways, it would be a huge boost for the Hoffman family's business and political connections.

"Hmph, did you call me here in the middle of the night just to watch you two have sex?" Tired of pretending to be polite, Bethany walked over angrily and sat down.

Zoe blew a smoke ring in her direction, making Bethany cough in irritation. "Has your idiot sister returned to Tideview Manor?"

"No, Grandpa took her in."

"What was your grandfather's reaction?"

Bethany spoke with gleeful malice, feeling deeply satisfied. "I heard he was furious. I think Ryan's attempt to marry Carrie will be quite challenging. Carrie's illness has been exposed and her disgrace has spread across the internet.

From what I've heard, not just your Hoffman family, but all the prominent families in Savrow, won't welcome a mentally ill woman as a daughter-in-law.

"From now on, Carrie is nothing but a liability. My father cares deeply about his reputation. He would never allow a daughter of the Salvador family to be mocked for marrying below her status, and the high- society families wouldn't accept her. It seems he'll have to take care of that good-for-nothing daughter for the rest of his life!"

Bethany laughed until tears streamed down her face. She remembered when Shannon had pinned all her hopes on that fool when she was alive.

If Shannon knew that Carrie would never have a happy marriage, would she be so angry that she would turn into a vengeful spirit to curse her? Haha, as if that could ever happen! That woman wasn't fit to be a mother. Whether it was Bethany Carrie, they were just tools for profit in the Salvador family.

"Who said no one wants her? I've just arranged a good match for her," Zoe said, her seductive gaze landing on Jason's face. "Jason, you'd better hurry up and let me enjoy your wedding banquet with Carrie."

Bethany was stunned as she looked at Jason, completely bewildered. What was this supposed to mean? Jason wanted to marry Carrie?! A man from from such a respectable family who was so fond of Zoe, and she was just going to let this fool have him? Was Zoe out of her mind?!

"Zoe, I can't bear to leave you." Jason swam to the edge of the pool, gazing at Zoe lovingly.

Zoe, however, impatiently kicked his shoulder. "Didn't I tell you to go back and talk to your parents? What did they say?"

"They also think Carrie is a fool and don't want to pursue this marriage."

"Then you've got to make it clear to them that you won't marry anyone else but her. Not only that, you need to explain to them how an alliance with the Salvador family would benefit your family more than the downsides."

After all, Zoe was a high-society heiress with some vision. "If you become Gregory's son-in-law, it would help your dad get the campaign funds and resources he needs to boost his political career.

"If the Solloway family were to take in a woman that others have outcast, it would prove that your family is charitable, generous, and treats everyone equally. This could positively benefit your future and boost Mayor Solloway's political standing, right?"

"Zoe, you're so clever." Jason looked infatuated, though he still protested reluctantly. "But the person I truly love is you."

"She's just a fool. Marry her and keep her at home. She won't get in your way." Zoe leaned down, gripping his chin while leasing him. "Things between us will stay the same as they always have."

Totally captivated by Zoe, Jason ignored the fact that he was still naked and stood up, pulling her into a passionate kiss.

Bethany shivered as she unexpectedly grasped the situation.

The only way to completely destroy Ryan's dreams was to make Carrie someone else's wife-someone from a prominent family like the Solloways, who even the Hoffmans had to respect.

It was too sinister and ruthless!

No wonder Shannon had always said that Zoe was no ordinary girl. This was a woman who was clearly good at manipulation.

Zoe snuggled up to Jason, glancing at Bethany's dazed expression.

"Bethany, be sure to put in a googl word with Ghairman Salvador. We're all in the same boat, so let's work together harmoniously." Bethany understood Zoe's subtle warning.

"Hmph, you don't need to remind me.

I know what to do!"

Going through with the marriage between Carrie and Jason would not only get back at Ryan but also stop the Hoffman family from getting the upper hand and keep Zoe from getting too smug. For Bethany, it was killing two birds with one stone. Why not?

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1804-Due to a large dose of sedatives and the immense psychological shock, Carrie did not wake up from her slumber even the next morning. But what about Ryan?

He stood in the frost-covered courtyard, solitary and alone. His body was completely numb from the cold, and his handsome face was pale, but he did not dare to move. He knew he could not hold on much longer, but he truly did not want to leave. He still hoped that Carrie would see him first when she woke up.

In the past, they had been together day and night, entangled with each other.

But now, even seeing each other has become so difficult.

In his daze, Ryan vaguely heard the sound of steady yet urgent footsteps approaching him.

"Ryan, let me take you back." Justin's deep voice carried a hint of brotherly reproach, but it was filled with strong concern. "You are being too reckless!

Torturing yourself like this is meaningless!"

"Hah…" Ryan's frost-laden eyelashes drooped, and his frozen face could not muster a proper expression. "Back then, you also spent many nights squatting outside Yara Park to seek forgiveness from Bella and her family. Why can't I do the same thing too?"

Justin was rendered speechless momentarily as his throat slightly choked. "Our situations are different."

"What's the difference? I want Grandpa Nigel to forgive me… I also want to see my wife… How is it different?!" Overcome with emotion, Ryan's mind grew muddled, and his weakened body slowly leaned forward.

"Ryan!" Justin immediately held him steady with both arms. Thankfully, he was taller and stronger than Ryan, as any other ordinary man might not have been able to hold him up.

"Justin… I miss my wife." Ryan's eyes were swollen and red with tears. He pressed his forehead against Justin's broad shoulder, breathing heavily. His voice was hoarse as he sobbed. "Without seeing Carrie, feel like my heart has been dug out."

He pounded his chest with his fist. "It really hurts here… Justin, it hurts so much, I think I'm going to die from the pain."

"Listen to me. Come to the hospital with me first. I'll take you for a check-up.” Justin patiently patted Ryan's trembling back, the shared pain welling up in his heart. “Then you can go to my place and get a good sleep. Let Wilma take care of you. When you wake up, I will let you see Carrie."

After much persuasion, Justin and Dean managed to get Ryan into the car.

At the hospital, Ryan lay in the ward with an IV drip on his arm, coughing. He had indeed fallen ill from the cold.

"Mr. Ryan, I have deleted all the е videos online and controlled the negative comments about Ms. Carrie." Dean stood by the bedside, his eyes bloodshot from lack of sleep. know doing this is not enough, but I believe that as long as you do not give up and patiently stay by Ms. Carrie's side, everything will get better in time."

Ryan stared at the ceiling. "Thank you."

"Please do not say that. Serving you and your wife is my duty," Dean quickly shook his head.

Justin finally asked with a dark expression, "Ryan, why did your family suddenly target Carrie? Why are they fixating on her illness? This is very strange."

"At the board meeting yesterday, Liam presented Carrie's psychiatric report in front of all the directors." Ryan's large hand clenched the bed sheet, the veins bulging.

"What did you say?" Justin's brows furrowed sharply, like a blade slicing through the center.

The situation was more severe and malicious than it seemed.

"Looking back now, everything was wrong from the very beginning." Ryan struggled to sit up, his lips pale and purple. "When Liam presented the report, there was no sign of surprise on my grandfather's face He did not even touch the document. This means that the, was already aware of Carrie's condition before the board meeting, He had been condoning Liam's actions from the start. But who did Liam get this confidential document from? Grandpa Nigel and Chairman Salvador would not leak it, and Shannon is already dead."

"Who else could it be but Bethany?"

Justin's eyes flared with anger.

"Before she died, Shannon was in cahoots with Bethany Cand they Were staring resdulces. Shannon was an addict and would do anything for her own benefit. Although she's a Salvador, Bethany should not have had access to this report It would only make sense if Shannon gave her the report."

Ryan's pupils contracted. "Bethany is colluding with Liam?"

"Don't forget, you have a sister who loves to stir up trouble." Justin let out a chilling laugh. "She and Bethany have always been close. She's the perfect middleman."

If the Iverson family always relied on Christopher when in doubt, then the Hoffman family relied on Zoe. God must have Been playing a sick joke to let these two rotten characters find each other.

At that moment, lan's call came through.

Justin answered on speakerphone. “Ian, what's the situation?"

"Mr. Salvador, our bodyguards monitoring Tide view Manor reported that last night, Bethany drove out alone to the Hillside Club in the western suburbs."

Justin exchanged a grim look with Ryan. "Who did she meet there?"

"Our people staked out for most of the night. After Bethany left, Zoe and the mayor's son, lago came out not long after. However, they did not leave together but got into their respective cars and drove off separately."

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1805-"Got it." Justin hung up the phone, his handsome face as dark as the sky before a storm.

"At such a sensitive time, Bethany still insists on meeting with Zoe in the middle of the night. Does this not prove that she is involved in leaking Carrie's diagnosis report? Does this not show that they have beer conspiring together for a long time?"

Ryan's bloodshot eyes widened, and he slammed his clenched fist onto the bed with such force that it nearly broke the bed.

"Your sister has probably been secretly collaborating with Liam and might have even communicated with your grandfather privately. Otherwise, the entire plan

would not have been executed so timely and smoothly. They must have been plotting for a long time."

Ryan suddenly remembered the night he went to deliver the engagement invitation to Logan. He ran into Zoe, who had come to deliver tea. However, Zoe had never been so diligent before. Thinking back, it was a clear case of ulterior motives.

"She is not my sister," Ryan said. His eyes were red as he repeated the phrase over and over, filled with hatred. With each repetition, he was tearing Zoe to shreds in his mind.

"But she is your grandfather's and mother's favorite child. She's a member of the Hoffman family and your father's biological daughter." Justin pressed down heavily on Ryan's trembling shoulder. "Even if our deductions are accurate, without concrete evidence to strike her down in one blow, all your actions will only become leverage for them to use against you in the future."

This was something Bella often said to him. Now, he was telling it to his best friend.

"Don't think that becoming the CEO makes you invincible. They still have ways to bring you down, even to the point of preventing you from intervening in the Hoffman Group's affairs. Don't hand them the knife to stab you with. Revenge is never an overnight affair. Besides, what Zoe did this time is precisely what your grandfather wanted. If you go after her, you might end up hurting yourself."

Justin's cold eyes lowered, his slightly hoarse voice filled with fierce determination. "As for Bethany, I will handle her."

"But… What difference is there between Bethany and Zoe?" Ryan, anxious, grabbed his arm. "If you deal with Bethany, Chairman Salvador will think you have ruin.net the Salvador family's reputation and will take the opportunity to suppress and trouble you!"

"Don't worry, I have a plan," Justin said with a faint smile. "I miss my wife, and I have a way."

When Justin returned to Crescent Bay, night had already fallen. As soon as he entered, Matt and Bella greeted him, saying that Carrie had woken up.

"How is Carrie?" Justin quickly wrapped his arms around Bella's slender waist, his expression full of concern.

Bella sighed, shaking her head as she gently rubbed his cold hands "Not, well. Grandpa Nigel tayed with her for a white, but he felt unwell and went back to his room to rest. Now Yasmin is with her. How is Ryan?"

"I took him to the hospital. He had a high fever from standing out in the cold all night, but fortunately, he's physically strong and managed to hold on."

Bella's long eyelashes were lowered.

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"Bella, come with me for a moment."

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1806-Justin gripped her soft hand tightly, his expression serious. "I need to discuss something with you."

In the room, Carrie lay in Yasmin's arms, her hot tears soaking Yasmin's black suit.

"Young Madam, see, I am fine. Nothing happened to me." Yasmin held the girl tightly. Her tone was light, but her eyes were filled with tears. "Those people just wanted to scare you. It's all over now… In the future, such things will never happen again."

Carrie suddenly asked softly. "Will there still be a future for me and Ryan?"

Yasmin's heart tightened, and she quickly replied, "Young Madam, don't overthink it. This isn't a big problem. Mr. Hoffman, Mr. Salvador, and Ms.

Thompson will definitely handle it well. Everything will return to normal!"

"Yasmin… I'm not foolish. I know why all this is happening. It's because the Hoffman family does not want me to be with Ryan." Carrie's trembling eyelashes were stained with tears, making her look particularly pitiful.

"This time… Those people hurt your left leg and kidnapped you as a small warning. Next time, they will take your life. With my condition, the Hoffman family will never accept me. Forcing Ryan to keep me by his side will only harm him."

"Young Madam! Don't think that way!" Yasmin shook her head repeatedly, her eyes red with panic. "You are the only motivation for Mr. Hoffman to live! If he loses you, what meaning is there left in his life? Wha purpose is there in fighting for power and influence?" Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"My existence will only keep bringing him trouble. He has to expend so much energy to take care of me, and he is already exhausted." At this moment, Carrie shed her usual childlike naivety.

Her thoughts were clear and logical, as if this ordeal had forced her to grow up faster. "I am not like my sister-in-law, who can help my second brother. I can't help Ryan and I only hold him back. I will only put you in more danger, too. You are not just a subordinate or a bodyguard. You are my sister, someone very important to me. From the beginning, I said that I didn't deserve his love. Ryan not deserves someone better."

"Young Madam, please, I beg you, don't give up on Mr. Hoffman, please…"

Yasmin's words were jumbled and inarticulate as anxiety flooded her mind.

Carrie had long known the Hoffman family's attitude, and she had long known how difficult it was for Ryan to shield her from the storms outside. Today's crisis was just the last straw that broke her.

"I know everything Ryan has done for me. If this continues, hg wilt lose control sooner or later." Carrie slowly closed her aching eyes.

Memories drifted back to her grandfather's birthday banquet in the moonlit garden where she first spent life alone with Ryan. Back then, Ryan's eyes shone brightly, outshining the stars.

But lately, those brilliant eyes seemed to have been covered with a layer of dust, weighed down with worry.

She immersed herself in the warm memories, smiling gently, tears laf!

bitterness welling at the corners of her eyes.

"I want Ryan to return to his old self. I just want him to move forward boldly, without any worries."

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1807-When Justin and Bella returned to their room, Justin recounted everything he knew about Zoe and Bethany.

He could have kept it to himself and dealt with it privately, but he was well aware that hiding things from his wife was a grave mistake. Angering Bella could result in her withholding affection for days or even weeks, a thought that was unbearable.

Bella listened quietly, but her beautiful eyes narrowed, emitting an intense, chilling light.

"Carrie has endured so much and suffered so greatly. Her own sister, Bethany, is largely to blame." Her voice was dripping with anger.

In the next moment, she grabbed a teacup and smashed it on the floor.

Justin's heart tightened as he quickly took her hand, checking it carefully and soothing her gently. "Bella, getting angry harms your health. It's not worth it to hurt yourself over someone like her.” "Even though all fingers are not the same length, Bethany is like an extra sixth finger, a genetic mutation." Bella's usually sweet and clear voice was now hoarse with anger. "How can two people from the same womb be so different?

When Shannon was pregnant and forced her way into the family, didn't the old man do a paternity test? Is Bethany really a Salvador?"

Justin's expression darkened. “Grandpa did a paternity test back then. The results showed that Bethany is indeed Gregory's daughter."

"Didn't you watch TV dramas? Paternity tests can be faked, and doctors can be bribed. Shannon managed to hide the fact that she killed someone for twenty years. What can't she hide in a paternity test?" Bella's thoughts ran wild, her imagination conjuring up all sorts of scenarios.

Justin's fingers slipped under the back of her collar, gently caressing her soft skin. This calmed him down. He wasn't impatient or dismissive. He had the same suspicions but had been too overwhelmed by other matters to give it much thought.

"Right now, we need to deal with her collusion with the Hoffman family and the framing of Carrie," Justin said, his arm wrapping around her waist and his hand wandering over her curves. "What's your plan, my dear wife?" sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Taking down Bethany is easy. Without Shannon's protection, she will fall quickly." Bella leaned into his embrace, her red lips curving into a cold smile.

"But we need a way that will hurt her without harming us." "Bella, do whatever you need to do. Don't worry about the Salvador family. I'll handle it." Justin's eyes were resolute as he looked at her.

Bella shook her head slightly. "Exposing Bethany's misdeeds would make the Salvador family follow in the Iverson family's footsteps. Even if we don't think net about you, we have to consid..

Grandpa Nigel's feelings. No matter how disappointed he is in her, she is still his granddaughter."

Nigel valued family bloodlines deeply, especially at his age, Having just gone through the ordeal with Carrie, he couldn't take another blow.

"The best outcome is for her to confess on her own. But we need bait." Bella chuckled, her eyes cold and calgulating c'She thinks she's Won a great victory. Let's give her a bit more surprise." Justin smiled, holding her close. "I trust you, Bella.

Let's make sure she gets what she deserves."

"The best outcome is for her to confess on her own. But we need bait." Bella chuckled, her eyes cold and calgulating c'She thinks she's Won a great victory. Let's give her a bit more surprise." Justin smiled, holding her close. "I trust you, Bella.

Let's make sure she gets what she deserves."

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1808-The better one understood the enemy, the greater the chances of victory. Just as Bella had anticipated that Christopher would eagerly strike at Charles, Bella accurately gauged Bethany's arrogance. While the Salvador family fretted over Carrie's predicament, Bethany continued her hedonistic lifestyle, partying at several venues a night, drinking excessively, and even using her autistic sister as a topic of conversation to amuse her friends. She found pleasure in others' pain, releasing her long-held resentment.

After Shannon died, Bethany had been cautious and avoided the spotlight for a long time. But since allying with Zoe, Bethany gradually realized she could still outmaneuver those people. Even without Shannon, she could toy with them just as effectively.

That night, in a chaotic private room, Bethany danced intimately with a handsome male model. Emboldened by the crowd's cheers and fueled by alcohol, she shamelessly engaged in various indecent acts with the stranger.

Amid the chaos, the male model dragged her into the bathroom. They kissed passionately, and he tore off her clothes. Initially, she resisted slightly, covering her exposed lingerie. Suddenly, her eyes widened in shock.

The man deftly transferred a pill from his tongue to hers. She swallowed it before she could react. Bethany pushed him away, panting heavily. "What…

What did you give me?"

The male model replied, his eyes burning with lust as he licked her earlobe.

"Something that will make you feel very happy and comfortable. It's not your first time trying it, is it?"

Bethany quickly succumbed to the waves of pleasure. She felt as if her mind was in disarray and her body was floating. She had no idea how much time had passed, but everyone in the private roomera gone.

After the deed, the male model pulled up his pants and opened the bathroom door. Bethany, the noble heiress of the Salvador family, lay disheveled by the dirty toilet, drooling and smiling idiotically.

The man walked into the private room with a look of disgust. At this moment, there was an elegant, well-dressed man sitting on the sofa with a composed expression. The male model said respectfully, "Mr. Lovett, I have completed the task you assigned."

"Thank you for dealing with someone so filthy," Steven said, glancing up with a slight smile.

"No trouble at all."

"I have received the photos and videos," Steven said, pushing a bank card toward him. "Here's the o m agreed-upon he million. l even threw inf an extra $50,000. I hope you recover soon."

The male model paused, taking the card with a self-deprecating smile, "If my illness could be lured; it would be almedical miracle. Rest assured, I am leaving Savrow on early flight tomorrow and will not be returning."

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1809-Ryan only stayed at the hospital for one night. He did not sleep at all, spending the entire night taking calls, making calls, arranging press conferences, and contacting renowned psychiatrists and psychologists both domestic and international. He wanted to ensure his beloved received the best possible treatment.

Meanwhile, Logan seemed intent on overwhelming Ryan, disregarding whether he could endure the strain and pushing almost the entire Hoffman Group's affairs onto him. Dean could only watch helplessly, on the verge of tears.

While Ryan was getting his morning IV drip, Yasmin called to inform him that Carrie's condition had stabilized. He immediately pulled out the needle from his arm. He got up and put on his black coat as he headed for the door.

"Dean, prepare the car!"

"Mr. Hoffman, at least finish this bag of IV drip before you leave!" Dean's heart ached at the sight of Ryan exhausting himself. In just a few days, he had lost so much weight that his face was almost unrecognizable.

"I'm fine." Ryan had already stepped outside. His resolute figure exuded a sense of desolation, and his hoarse voice carried an urgent longing. "Nothing is more important than seeing my wife."

The luxury sedan once again entered the villa's courtyard in Crescent Bay, but Ryan was once again refused entry by Nigel.

"Mr. Hoffman, Ms. Carrie is much better. She enjoyed her breakfast." Matt was respectful and calm, harboring no resentment. "Really? My wife… Did Carrie have a good breakfast? That's wonderful…"

Ryan's eyes shone with joy, his long eyelashes trembling. Recalling past moments, he found himself lost in sweet memories. "Carrie does not like eating breakfast. I always had to coax her out of bed to eat breakfast. Every time, I would stay with her until she finished breakfast before heading out."

"Mr. Hoffman, you have been very considerate. Thanks for taking care of Ms.

Carrie for such a long time," Matt said with a bow.

Ryan felt a sharp pain in his chest. No matter how he interpreted it, those words sounded like a farewell.

"Mr. Justin and Ms. Yasmin have been caring for her. They're both by Ms. Carrie's side, so she is well cared for. You need not worry. The weather has turned cold these days. Please return."

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"Mr. Hoffman, Old Master has said Ms. Carrie will not see any visitors while she is recuperating. Please go back." Matt mechanically repeated the statement.

"Visitor?" Ryan flinched at the estranged term, coughing heavily. "Carrie is my fiancée, my beloved! My family! How can I be considered a visitor?"

"I understand you have your difficulties."

Having watched Ryan grow up, Matt could no longer maintain his cold facade.

He sighed deeply and said "But after what happened, you should understand Old Masteral ne anger and resentment. Furthermore, Chairman Hoffman…"

"What did he do?" Ryan asked urgently.

"On the night of the incident, Chairman Hoffman called anchad a fierce argument with old Master. Ms.

Bella was also present at the time."

Matt sighed helplessly. "Their stance was clear. Your marriage toMs.!"

Carrie will likely be put on hold."

A thunderous noise filled Ryan's head, as if the sky were collapsing. A strong taste of blood surged up his throat.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1810-Ryan could even imagine how harshly Logan must have argued in order to ruin the happiness he had painstakingly worked to achieve. Matt watched the dignified young man turn pale with distress, his eyes instantly welling up. He felt uneasy but could only speak softly.

"Mr. Hoffman, you are well aware of Ms. Carrie's condition. In truth, Old Master never intended for her to be married. She is not suited for it. Old Master, along with the Young Master Justin and Young Madam, can support Ms. Carrie for her entire life. Compared to being a wife in a prominent family, Ms. Carrie is actually more suitable to live carefree as the jewel of our Salvador family.

"You have done nothing wrong. It's just that fate is not on your side. You don't need to create further tension with your family. Old Master does not require any

particular answer from you. It's best to leave things here. Having cherished memories is enough, isn't it?"

Matt knew how cruel these words were to Ryan, who deeply loved Carrie. Yet, this was the most tactful way he could think of to convey to him that Ryan's love for Carrie no longer had a future.

"Have you ever considered how Carrie feels about all this?!" Ryan's eyes were bloodshot, and his shoulders shook violently. "Carrie loves me! We cannot be without each other! In this day and age, why are we still following parental orders? I love her no matter what, and I can endure any pressure to be with her!

We love each other. Our love will be enough! Why can't we be together? Why?!"

Knowing that further words would be futile, Matt bowed once more and turned to leave.

"Can't I quit being the CEO? Can't I cut all ties with the entire Hoffman Group? I can give up everything… I just want Carrie!" Ryan hoarsely shouted, his voice strained to the limit. Only the chilling wind whistled in response.

After a while, a familiar and delicate figure approached the frail man. It was Yasmin.

"Mr. Hoffman, let me take you home," Yasmin said in a subdued tone. Her eyes were swollen from crying.

Ryan's dark eyes, like those plummeting into an abyss, lit up once again. He grabbed her shoulders forcefully, his hands vel.net trembling. "Yasmin, does Carrie know I'm here? With all this commotion, she must know I'm here waiting for her!"

"Yes, Young Madam heard you." Yasmin spoke with difficulty.

"What did she say? Did Carrie say anything to you?!" Ryan's shattered hope flickered in his eyes, his fingers digging into her shoulders painfully. "She must miss me too. She myst want to come home with me Yasmin, let's take Carrie home now.

Imust take Carrie away AP stop me!"

one can "Mr. Hoffman…" Yasmin remained motionless, her voice trembling. "Young Madam will not go back with you."

"Young Madam asked me to return this to you."

"What are you saying?" Ryan was startled.

Yasmin slowly opened her palm. Her eyes were brimming, with tears. the lustrous white jade hairpin lay quietly in her hand.

Without a single word, the return of this token of their love tore Ryan's heart into a thousand pieces.

"Ugh!"

Under the tremendous blow, Ryan's

body fell forward, his vision plunging into a silent darkness. A taste of metallic blood surged from the depths of his lungs and sprayed out of his mouth violently.

"Mr. Hoffman!"