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The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1871-"Bella drove Jason away, but Ralph is in love with Carrie. Even if Ralph is out of the picture, there will be other men. What would you do if Carrie didn't want to be with you? Will you sever all her relationships? Do you want her to never interact with other men, never marry, and cling to those fleeting memories with you for the rest of her life?"

Ryan stood there blankly, feeling as if his heart was being crushed.

"You must understand where the problem with you and Carrie lies." Justin stood up slowly, his gaze intense. "What you must do is not snatch Carrie back or lock her by your side. You should change for her. You should be her strongest support instead of trying to make her an object to be possessed. You don't need

to be together to be happy. If you truly love Carrie, her happiness will become yours." Ryan was stunned, and his expression was dazed.

In the early hours, it was still brightly lit in the police station.

Ralph held a bowl of instant ramen, eating while discussing a case with his colleagues, when a female officer came in, blushing.

"Captain Ralph, someone is looking for you to file a report."

"For me? What case?"

"He said it was an important case."

"He still needs to go through the proper procedure. Take his statement first."

The female officer quickly said, "Mr. Hoffman said that if you refuse to see him, he will wait until you do."

Ralph and Ryan confronted each other in the hall.

"Mr. Hoffman, didn't you say that you wanted to file a report? I'm here to greet you personally. Say, what kind of injustice have you suffered?" Ralph looked at Ryan with a fake smile.

Ryan said hoarsely, "I came to see you for Carrie."

Ralph tensed up. "What happened to Carrie?!"

"I'd like to talk to you in private."

In the quiet and dim car, the tension in the air made it indescribably awkward.

"Spit it out. My colleagues are waiting for me." Ralph put his hands in his pocket as he looked out the window, seemingly raising an invisible barrier between him and Ryan. Ryan's fingers curled nervously on his lap, then relaxed, and curled again.

"I admit that my attitude toward you in the past was horrible. I'm sorry."

Ralph's handsome face showed a hint of shock. He sized Ryan up as if the latter were a ghost "Mr. Hoffman, are you speaking to me? It's late at night. Did you get possessed or something?"

Ryan was speechless.

Ralph said, "Don't beat around the bush and get straight to it."

Ryan took a deep breath, his eyes holding in intense and passionate emotions as he said, word by word "I love Carrie deeply. For her, I could give up everything, even my life Captain Ralph, I came to ask you to give me a chance to reconcile with Carrie."

Ralph's brows furrowed, and his gaze fixed on Ryan's pale and sad face.

Seeing that Ralph did not speak, Ryan let go of his pride and begged, his voice heavy and bitter. "Will you please give me a chance?"

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1872-Ralph's brows furrowed deeper, and his eyes grew colder. "You mean, you want me to back off?"

Ryan's throat was dry. Just as he was about to speak, Ralph interrupted, "Since I knew you two were in love, I've placed myself in the position of an observer and even avoided Carrie no matter how much I liked her to prevent any misunderstanding. Ryan, you have always had the chance with her. Regardless of whether it was your fault or your family's fault, you two have already broken up. Why can't you give me a chance?"

Ralph's piercing question shot through Ryan's heart, stunning the latter.

"You two no longer have any relationship. There's no problem with me pursuing Carrie. If you still love her, you can also confess to her, and we will compete fairly. You can try your best to get back with her, and I will not interfere. But you came over and asked me to back off, trying to hog her all to yourself. Mr.

Hoffman, don't you think that you're being a little too unreasonable?"

Ralph's tone carried a hint of reserved coldness as his lips parted. "Your feelings for Carrie are genuine, but does that mean mine aren't? You can give up your life for her, and I will gladly do the same. What is your purpose in telling me, your love rival, all these?"

Guilt, self-loathing, unwillingness-these emotions tore away at the wilting soul inside Ryan's body.

Back then, at the art academy, Ryan could have already lost the love of his life if not for Ralph's seasoned negotiation skills and quick reflexes, saving Carrie from the perpetrator.

"Will you let me see Carrie?" Ryan's eyes reddened as if he were clinging to his last hope. His tone was sincere and humble. "I swear, I won't disturb you or fight for her anymore. Just let me see her, okay?" "If there's nothing else, I'm going back to work." Ralph stopped looking at him and opened the car door with a poker face.

Ryan felt as if his soul was drained away, sitting there dejectedly and stiffly.

At this time, Ralph halted, his body halfway outside the car. After a moment's hesitation, he said, "Yesterday, I made plans with Carrie to bring her to the amusement park on the weekend to watch fireworks."

Then he got out of the car swiftly.

Ryan was in a daze for a long time. He only regained his composure when Ralph's lean figure disappeared from the entrance of the police station. His pale lips parted as he whispered, "Thank you."

Liam was discharged from the hospital. Since Logan forced him to "recuperate"

overseas, he could not stay longer, even if he wanted to.

In a flash, Friday arrived.

The moment he stepped into his om house, he found the villa in a mess.

The butler and servants rushed to complain, stating that Selena had come in the morning with a group of men, taking away everything valuable in the villa and smashing what they could not. The initiat estimate of losses was about $10 million.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1873-It did not feel like a divorce, more like a group of bandits raiding a village!

The servants thought that Liam, a notorious money-grubber, would jump up in anger and lose his temper.

Unexpectedly, Liam merely said, "Got it."

He looked indifferent as he headed upstairs.

However, his unusual calmness sent a chill down their spines instead.

Liam received a call from Selena as soon as he walked into his empty room.

"Liam, you've been discharged from the hospital and are about to migrate overseas to live out the rest of your days. Shouldn't you hurry up and finalize the

divorce?"

Selena mocked him, each word stabbing him in the heart. "There's no point for you to drag it out. The longer you drag, the more I can't control my mouth. If anything got out, it would only make your situation worse."

Liam pulled out a fruit knife from the coffee table, carving words on the expensive table expressionlessly. "Selena, we've been married for many years, and I've never mistreated you in any way. I didn't want to come to this point. I still have feelings for you. Can we discuss the divorce agreement? You're almost stripping me bare. I'm still a son of the Hoffman family; leave me some dignity."

"Pfft, dignity? You're now disabled and have lost your shares and power. A useless person like you should be grateful for being able to live. Do you still need a luxury like dignity?" Selena's tone was full of resentment and disdain.

"All these years, I was your wife legally, but you never once looked at me properly. You fooled around outside, treating me like a decoration!

"That's fine, but you hid your azoospermia from me and blamed your infertility on me! You made me bear the brunt of Logan's displeasure for decades and become the laughingstock of all the rich housewives in Savrow. They say that I'm a hen who can't lay eggs!

"Liam, if you weren't from the Hoffman family, do you think I'd marry you?!

Without the Hoffman Group, you're worse than a beggar on the street. I've been waiting for this day for too long! Tomorrow afternoon is your final deadline. If you still don't sign the papers, I'll confront Logan. By then, I can't guarantee that I won't say anything detrimental to you."

The call ended.

The room was as silent as a graveyard.

Liam put down the knife without a ripple in his expression, dialing his trusted aide Lewis's number.

"Bring the weapons tonight. Before we leave, I'll meet the old man one more time. It'll be the last time."

After that, he got up and left the room, leaving only the ugly and twisted word on the coffee table that read, "DIE!"

Late at night in the Hoffman residence, Logan was in the study with his secretary, sorting through the assets and shares he held.

"Mr. Hoffman, are you really sure you want to transfer all these to Mr. Ryan?"

His secretary was in disbelief, confirming Logan's intentions again. "After Mr. Ryan takes hold of these, you're basically handing over the entire Hoffman Group to him."

Logan picked up his signing pen. "Of course I know that. Otherwise, why would I call you here to do this?"

"Mr. Hoffman, the Hoffman Group your lifetime effort. Without you,

really willing to let go compernets there's no Hoffman Group.

I'm already one foot into the grave.

No matter how big my family business is I can't take it away with n me to the afterlife."

Logan smiled bitterly and shook his head. "Since Ryan threatened me without thinking of the consequences and seriously injured Liam, I've come through if baling to power and refuse to let go, making things hard for Ryan, it will only plunge the Hoffman Group into a more chaotic situation and force Ryan to take even more drastic measures."

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1874-Logan said, "Actually, I've known long ago that Ryan had inherited Finn's outstanding genes. He appears to be fooling around on the surface, but he's clear-headed and befriended an excellent business elite like Justin. His future road will only get brighter…

"I was too harsh with his upbringing, always using his uncle to oppress him, and stubbornly opposed his marriage with that Salvador girl. That's how everything started to go out of control.

"If I knew what would happen, I would've retired early and passed the power to Ryan. Initially, the heir I preferred was always Ryan. It's all my fault. I grew more suspicious and hesitant with age, and the decisiveness I had in my younger years had vanished…"

The secretary quickly comforted him. "Don't say that. Throughout the years, without you looking after him, how could Mr. Ryan and his family live such a smooth life? You're harsh and strict with Mr. Ryan to train him."

Logan heaved a long sigh, signed the transfer agreements, pressed his thumbprint, and then called the lawyer who had worked for him for many years.

He handed the documents to the lawyer and ordered him to pass them to Ryan after everything had settled down.

At that moment, his phone rang.

Seeing that it was from Liam, Logan did not want to answer it. But since Liam was leaving Savrow, Logan wanted to put a proper end to things and picked up the call. "Liam, haven't you left yet?"

"Dad, you're really eager to get rid of me." Liam laughed cockily.

Logan's brows furrowed. "It's late. What do you want?"

"I heard you've been packing up for the past few days. Are you preparing to leave Savrow?"

"Yes. I plan to leave. Since Ryan has gradually taken over the company's management and controlled the messy situation, it's time for me to retire."

"You're leaving, and I'm leaving too. We probably wouldn't have a chance to meet after this farewell. I guess you wouldn't want to see this failure of a son anyway." Liam mocked himself, sighing.

Logan frowned. "There's no long-lasting feud between father and son. Don't overthink it."

"Dad, I'm at the villa you bought for Mom."

Liam's tone suddenly became gentle, filled with sadness. "Mom's contribution cannot go unnoticed in helping you build your empire today, and you've always had a great relationship. Now that you're leaving, don't you want to bring some of Mom's belongings as a keepsake? I also want to meet you once again. If you still treat me as your son, you should say a proper goodbye to me."

Logan thought about it and said in a low voice, "Okay, I'll be there soon." "Then I'll be waiting for you here."

Not long after Logan left with his secretary, Selena arrived.

She waited for Liam the whole day, but he did not show up or answer his phone.

Furious, she was forced to come to Logan, planning to slander Liam further in front f Logan.

"What? The old man went out? Where?!" Selena anxiously grabbed the butler.

"I think he went to the old residence."

Selena immediately turned around and left after hearing it.

Logan would not go to the old residence for no reason. Liam was definitely there.

Selena would force Liam to sign the divorce agreement tonight Even if er lover could not!

she could wait, her belongs to.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1875-Under the dark, gloomy sky, the moon hung high in the night, exuding an eerie light.

Logan arrived at the study on the second floor of the old residence, as agreed.

Liam had already been waiting there, his shadow cast on the ground, looking like a demon from hell, here for revenge. "Dad, as your son, I've never expected you to be so heartless to me."

Liam sat casually on the sofa, smiling coldly. "I've always respected you. Even if my contribution to the company was not much, I still put in decades of work. Isn't it too cruel to kick me aside because I became crippled?"

Logan sensed something amiss and tried to open the door, but it would not budge.

"Save your energy. Without my word, don't even think of taking a step outside the house." Liam held a cigarette in his mouth but suddenly remembered that he could not light it himself, so he gritted his teeth and put it back.

Logan's back was covered in a layer of cold sweat, and he immediately shouted, "Secretary Blackthorn… Secretary Blackthorn!"

At this moment, the door opened.

"Mr. Hoffman, Secretary Blackthorn is here."

Liam's secretary, Lewis, had a face full of blood as he smiled sinisterly and threw Mr. Blackthorn's body in front of Logan, like a pile of trash. "But unfortunately, he could not serve you anymore."

Immense fear engulfed Logan. He almost blacked out and roared at Liam, trembling, "How could you kill someone?! Are you mad?! What do you want to do?!"

"I know what I'm doing. Even if I'm mad, it's because you and Ryan drove me into a corner."

Liam shrugged nonchalantly. "Besides, isn't it just murder? What's the big deal?

When you expanded the Hoffman Group's business back in the day, didn't you shed a lot of blood too? Now that you're old and senile, have you forgotten that you were once a wolf who wouldn't hesitate to devour your enemies?"

"Liam!"

Liam took out the documents he prepared and threw them on the table. "Sign these. I'm not interested in the shares anymore. If your grandson is willing to clean up that mess, Jet him. As long as you agree to transfer all the assets under your name to me, I'll spare your life out of consideration that we've been father and son for fifty years."

Upon hearing his words, Logan paled, and his teeth chattered loudly.

Logan was indeed old, but throughout his life, he had never been afraid of trouble. He had never lowered his head in hopes of surviving, nor had he let others humiliate him just to save his own life!

If he did, how could he thrive during chaotic times? How could he build such a large business and become one of the four great families?

Besides, the person threatening and intimidating him was his own son, whom he raised. There was no reason for a father to bow to his son!

"Hahaha!" Logan pointed at Liam, laughing wildly. "You pretended to be a dutiful son in front of me, humbling yourself for so many years, but now, you've finally revealed your true colors! But I'm still one step ahead of you. Before you called me, I transferred all my assets and shares to Ryan Ryan is now the head of the Hoffman family, the highest decision-maker in the Hoffman Group! And you? You're not even qualified to get the scraps!"

Liam sprang up, his eyes bulging in hatred. "Old fucker! Even at death's door, you still dare to lie to me?!"

"Lie to you? Do I need to? At this point, I might as well tell you." Logan slammed his walking cane on the floor and glared at him. "Even of is not alive anymore, I've never thought of letting you become the Hoffman Group's successor The one I always preferred was Ryan, and the one I trained was always … "

Before his voice fell, Liam leaped over the coffee table, rushed to Logan, and stabbed him in the gut fiercely.

Blood gushed out, dripping to the floor under his feet.

Logan's body twitched, and he clutched his wound as he fell to his knees, his vision blurring and losing focus …

Liam was not the son he raised. He was a seed of evil he had planted since childhood, finally growing into a monster devoid of humanity in the pursuit of power, killing without blinking an eye! "Dad, you won't even give me the Hoffman Group after Finn is dead!"

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1876-Liam kicked Logan to the ground and squatted beside him, raising his leg to step on the bleeding wound, causing Logan to scream in agony. "I might as well tell you a secret of mine. Back then, I planned the plane crash that killed Finn."

"You… You…!"

Logan widened his eyes in disbelief, glaring at Liam's twisted face. But he was in so much pain that he could not speak.

"I hired someone to destroy the main gearbox of the plane in advance, causing it to fall into the sea. I had a chance to save Finn, but I didn't want to. Poor Finn.

Even in his death, he never imagined that the person behind it was his own brother! You didn't know this, but when he watched me swimming to the shore,

he looked relieved, without an ounce of resentment… Hahaha! Such a perfect and kind person should go to heaven. Staying in the Hoffman family and blocking my path was simply the wrong life for him!"

"Scumbag! Bastard!" Logan's eyes were reddened and bloodshot. He roared and wanted to give his all in resisting, but Liam did not give the old man any chance to fight back.

He stabbed Logan repeatedly.

Logan lay in a pool of blood, his mouth and eyes wide open, unable to rest in peace.

Even Lewis was shocked at the display of such brutality. One would have thought Logan and Liam were mortal enemies!

"Dad, don't blame me. If you must blame someone, blame yourself for being too cruel to me."

Liam sighed expressionlessly, his palm brushing past Logan's eyes. "Finn was too kind and merciful. He wasn't fit to survive in the ruthless business world. I am the best choice. Unfortunately, you were too blind to see it."

Selena arrived at the old residence's entrance and saw Logan's car there.

She wanted to go in directly but thought it would be too abrupt. After all, she still had to respect the head of the Hoffman family. So, she waited patiently outside.

After a long while, the door finally opened.

Selena was cautious enough to hide in the bushes, secretly observing the situation.

The next second, she saw Liam's secretary, Lewis, struggling to drag a black nylon bag.

Soon after, Liam, with only one arm, dragged an identical bag.

Selena was completely shocked.

Liam said, "Did you clean up the room?"

"It's cleaned."

"Find a place to bury the bodies. We need to deal with his car quickly. There's a mud road west of the city with no surveillance cameras. Even if the police start an investigation, they won't be able to find these bodies so soon." Liam's tone was casual, and he even yawned.

"Yes, I understand. Are you leaving tonight?"

"I haven't gotten my revenge yet. How can I leave like this?"

Selena covered her mouth in horror, turned away, and ran fearfully!

Liam lost his arm, but his sense of hearing was still sharp.

"Someone's in the bushes! Chase after them! Don't let them escape!"

Lewis immediately ran in that direction, but someone running for their life had infinite adrenaline Selena jumped into her sports car and sped off, leaving only exhaust fumes behind.

Mr. Hoffman! Although I didn't catch that person, I'm sure it was Selena!

That car belongs to her!" Lewis returned, panting. "Selena … That bitch!"

Liam's eyes gleamed sinisterly, and he gritted his teeth viciously. "Send someone after her. It makes no difference how many peopled kill now. Find her and get rid of her!"

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1877-On this night, some people were on edge, while others schemed in the shadows.

Inside Pivotage, Yvonne led Jace through the dimly lit, luxurious hallways. The man behind her was like a bat lurking in the darkness, sending shivers down her spine. Christopher had been waiting for some time in a highly secretive room.

"Mr. Bailiff, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon."

Christopher smiled and handed him a glass of wine he personally poured. "It's been a long trip. I specially prepared this top-tier wine to welcome you."

Jace's expression was cold and aloof as he blocked the wine glass unblinkingly, showing no respect for his boss's appointed person in charge of Savrow. "Ms.

Yvonne has briefed me on the way here."

Seeing that Jace refused to drink, Christopher downed the glass himself.

"Really? That saves me some trouble."

"Christopher, you keep bothering a young girl. Do you think I have nothing better to do?" Jace looked at him coldly.

"Tsk, why? Mr. Bailiff, are you showing sympathy for a beauty?"

Christopher glanced sideways at him, his slender finger swirling the glass of wine. "It seems you are not as cold-blooded as I thought. You still have a soft spot."

"I just found it beneath me. The things you made me do were too debasing."

Jace's brows furrowed, his words hidden with blades. "Our boss promoted you as Savrow's person in charge, but your only strategy to retaliate against your enemies was to kidnap someone's wife and children. You even had to find outside help. Pivotage should just shut down early."

Yvonne's long lashes fluttered, feeling inexplicably satisfied.

In Pivotage, no one dared to speak to Christopher so rudely.

But Jace did not care. He worked for Grant and only listened to the latter.

Sure enough, the meticulously crafted expression on Christopher's delicate face gradually crumbled, and his knuckles holding the wine glass turned white.

He forced himself to endure it. He smiled faintly. "Mr. Bailiff, since we are able to meet tonight, it means the Boss agrees with my plan. You only need to cooperate. Besides, didn't t say my target this time was that young lady. She's just a decoy. I know the previous mission was too easy and without a challenge, which was a waste of your talents. This time, I found a new target for you. I promise you won't be disappointed."

As he spoke, he picked up the document on the table and passed it to Jace.

Jace took it and flipped through the pages. His complicated gaze eventually fixed on the man wearing a police uniform, saying hoarsely after a while, "He's a police officer?"

"Yes." Christopher sipped his red wine slowly. "He's still young, yet he's already a police captain. Quite a distinguished career and outstanding young man."

Yvonne's pupils contracted, and she pinched herself fiercely to manage her shocked expression.

"Ha! Let's hope he's a worthy opponent." Jace tore the man's picture off and put it in his pocket, throwing the document aside.

"Mr. Bailiff, are you taking it up?"

"I won't touch that girl." Jace's expression was determined and cold. "I'm a killer, but I don't bully the weak."

"I understand." Christopher wore a faint smile.

Jace did not bother with another word and turned around, wanting to leave.

'Wait." Christopher's eyes slightly narrowed. "I'll give you an assistant for this mission just in case. Yvonne, En go with Mr. Bailiff."

Me …? " Yvonne's heart tightened, and she immediately tried to avoid it. I"Mr.

Christophen Ncan't fight. I'll only hold Mr. Bailiff back … "

It's safer to have another person helping." Christopher glanced at Yvonne with a half-smile. "Yvonne, you've never rejected any mission I gave you."

At this point, Yvonne could only agree.

After the two left, Taylor, who was silent the whole time, walked to Christopher and leaned down, whispering, "Mr. Christophet you're so skilled at manipulating people." en.swhovels.net "Jace really is the Boss's well-trained dog. Without giving him a worthy opponent, it's hard to make him focus on working for me."

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1878-Christopher leaned his head on his hand, his voice laced with laziness. "I can't wait to see the good show those brothers put on."

"Mr. Christopher, Jace looks almost identical to the fifth son of the Thompson family, who died in a plane crash. Could they be the same person?" Taylor asked, puzzled. "So what if they are? It would only make my game more interesting."

Christopher could not help but laugh. "Dying in his own brother's hand will allow him to die without regrets."

"Ralph kept sabotaging our plans, and he's a police officer. If we can get rid of him, our lives will be so much easier."

Taylor hesitated as he said, "But you asked Ms. Yvonne to accompany him…

Are you still suspecting her? Do you want to test her?"

Christopher's eyes were half-shut behind his gold-rimmed glasses.

Since the Solloways broke off the engagement, Nigel had been sleeping well and eating heartily. He also had enough reason to fetch his granddaughter to Crescent Bay for a short stay. On the weekends, Justin and Bella, who had been busy the entire week, prepared gifts and went to visit Nigel happily.

On the way, Bella received a call from Asher.

"Asher!" Bella pressed the speaker, sounding sweet and soft.

"You sound happy. Any good news?"

Asher chuckled warmly. "Are you registering with Justin?"

Registering?

Bella blinked and stared at Justin's handsome face.

The man holding her waist beside her curled up his lips. "I have my social security card and passport ready every day. As long as Bella is willing to reinstate our marriage, we could do it anytime."

His last words lightly brushed past her reddened ears, disrupting Bella's breath, and her heart fluttered.

"My identity would change after getting married, and it comes with more responsibilities. I'd rather be more carefree as Mr. Salvador's girlfriend." Bella's eyes flickered, refusing to follow his lead, even though she knew he had been longing and coveting that day for too long.

There was no other way. The members of the Thompson family were usually decisive and ruthless, but when it came to love, they were all silly.

Upon hearing it, Justin felt a sourness spread in his chest.

Bella's unintended words struck a chord in him. He took it as a display of trauma from the pain those three years of marriage brought her.

All he felt was distress.

So, the man's trembling fingers clasped her hand tightly, pressing it against his heart as he took a deep breath to control the surging emotions within him.

"It's alright. It's all up to you. Anyway, you've married me once. Regardless of whether we are official, I'll be with you forever."

Bella's face reddened immediately, her glistening eyes looking left and right, not daring to meet his overly intense gaze.

"It's good to date for a longer time."

Asher's rich voice came through, full of affection Justin, you don't need to rush it Bella has experienced married life, but apart from you, she has not had a passionate and satisfying romance with any man. Just satisfy her this once.

Being a dating couple is not quite the same feeling as being married."

Bella was exposed. She straightened her back immediately and yelled, "Ash!

Who has never dated before?! I have had many admirers in school, more than you can count! They grow like chives!"

Asher chuckled. "Chives are an inappropriate metaphor. I'd say they're like sugar cane. You break them as soon as they come."

Bella was speechless. Asher must have been with Arnold for too long. His tongue was getting sharper!

Justin's thin lips could not help but curl upward. He pulled Bella into his arms tightly, and his heart was filled with joy.

He rubbed her round shoulder as he coaxed in a deep voice, "I will keep you in a honey jar, so just thinking about dating will give you a toothache."

"Ugh… You're already sickeningly sweet now. You need to give me some personal space occasionally, okay?" Bella nearly suffocated from his tight hug, so she squirmed around in his arms.

The man's voice was husky as he refused her. "Not okay."

Bella blushed and settled into Justin's embrace, giving up her struggle.

Asher said, "Let's get back to the topic. I called because I've gotten information on the owner of the the car license plate you asked me to investigate before." Bella hurriedly asked, "Who was it?"

Ralph's cold voice came through. "It's a government vehicle that belongs to the RC Biotech Research Centre in Meridan.”

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1879-"Biotech research center?" Justin's brows furrowed deeply, exchanging a glance with Bella.

They could not understand how Bethany hooked up with an organization like that.

"Asher, why aren't you asleep yet… Hmm?" Arnold's lazy voice came from the phone, seductive to the bone, causing Bella's goosebumps to rise. Arnold's charming, captivating fox-like eyes appeared vividly in her mind.

"I'm on the phone with Bella and Justin. Did I wake you up?" Asher's clear voice was incredibly soft.

Rustling and intimate sounds came through.

"With Bella? It's fine. You guys talk… Mmm…"

Soon, the car echoed with the sounds of kisses.

Justin's throat bobbed, his palms around Bella's waist sweating. He could only turn his gaze outside the window, calming down his restless heart.

"Hey… Asher, stop! Can you go act lovey-dovey with Arnold after finishing the serious talk? Can't you wait for a while?" Bella could not help dissing her brother, feeling embarrassed.

"Sorry, Bella. We couldn't help it, haha…" Arnold's joyful laughter sounded.

"What is the RC Biotech Research Centre?" Bella asked again.

Asher said gently, "I think Arnold knows more about this."

"RC Biotech was established five years ago, focusing on innovations in the medical field and drug manufacturing. Their key research includes cures for Alzheimer's, Parkinson's, autism, and others. Over the past two years, the government has invested large amounts of money into their research. They could be considered a rising star in the biotech industry." Arnold yawned, "Why are you asking about this?" Justin asked, "Who was the founder of this institute?"

"He's known as Dr. K… He spearheaded the creation of this institute and published a few papers before, making a name for himself in Meridan's medical field. Hey… Why are you asking this?" Arnold's tone was languid, and he was dazed by Asher's kisses.

"Arnold, do you know anything else?"

"I'm not too sure about the rest… Oh, they're currently researching a type of drug that could cure Alzheimer's and released news on their progress a few days ago. Now, they're in a race against the Larsons. The one who succeeds first will hold the secret to wealth in their hands."

Arnold huffed, "Hmph, I hope RC does it first. They need to put Alvin's arrogance in check!"

This was getting more complicated.

"Thank you, Arnold. Justin and I will visit you when we're free and bring some local specialties."

After ending the call, Justin's jawline tightened, his mind spinning continuously.

"It's weird, isn't it?" Bella frowned and shook her head. "Bethany had just arrived in Meridan and immediately got involved with the biotech institute. They had no connection before."

Steven chimed in while driving, "Bethany couldn't be so desperate as to sell her kidney to them for research, right? She has so many diseases. She probably isn't worth much."

"Justin, could your brother know someone in the research institute?" Bella's expression turned grim. "When Wyatt had a stroke, you even flew to Meridan to ask your brother for medicine. He got the drug that was so hard to obtain effortlessly. This means he has some in connections in the medical field. Is it possible that he sent someone to fetch Bethany?"

Bella, you're speaking my mind.

Justin's long eyelashes cast a shadow on his face. He shook his head. "But don't understand. If it was Grant, why did he help Bethany?

In my impression, he doesn't seem like someone who'd get involved in this."

Bella leaned backward, her rosy lips curling up as she said, "If it was truly like you said your brother was willing C to sacrifice himself to let you live, and he was indeed so righteous, I'd respect him for being a caring and loyal man. It's understandable if he couldn't bear to see his sister wander on the streets and help her out.

But what if there was more to the kidnapping case back then? Or perhaps, after decades of c o m physiotherapy and pain, his feelings for you changed, to the extent that he's no longer the person you knew.

If that's the case, he is probably helping Bethany so that she'll cause more trouble for you."

Justin clenched his fists secretly, his broad shoulder slightly trembling under the meticulously ironed suit.

Memories surfaced, pulling him back into that hellish cage.

He could never forget how his brother looked after the kidnappers threw Grant outside Tideview Manor, barely alive and covered in wounds.

Grant saved Justin's life. Was that all a ruse?

How could it be fake?

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1880-Grant paid the price of almost destroying his healthy body merely to put on a show in front of Justin. What was Grant aiming for?

On the other side, in Crescent Bay, it was the day Ralph and Carrie had planned to go to the amusement park. Ralph woke up early and came to pick Carrie up at the villa.

Unexpectedly, his nosy mother insisted on coming with him, wanting to meet her "future daughter-in-law."

Mila and Ralph were rare guests at Crescent Bay, so Nigel came out to greet them personally, indicating how much he valued them.

"Is this Ralph? What an outstanding young man!"

Nigel smiled broadly when he saw the handsome Ralph. "Hahaha… Madam Mila, your son looks exactly like Wyatt did when he was young! I don't even need you to tell me to know that he was Wyatt's son!" "Asher, Axel, and Bella all resemble their father more." Mila smiled warmly.

"My dad's genes are too strong," Ralph joked harmlessly.

"I like you, young man! You're not reserved, and you got your straightforward personality from Wyatt!"

Nigel patted Ralph's shoulder and then looked at Matt. "Matt, please bring Carrie down."

"Grandpa, I'm here."

Carrie held her teddy bear as she walked down the stairs gracefully, bowing politely. "Madam Mila, Ralph, good morning."

Her manners were impeccable, befitting the upbringing of a noble lady.

Mila eagerly walked forward and held Carrie's hand, liking her more and more.

No matter how the rumors slander this girl, Mila would not be affected. She had the brain to discern and the eyes to see clearly. Carrie was a rare gem, and it was those people who were blind and hateful. Suddenly, Mila's gaze stayed on Carrie's bare wrist. Carrie was not wearing the bracelet she gave her.

Mila could not help but feel a little disheartened.

"Ah… I wanted to wear it, but it was too expensive. I'm afraid of damaging it."

Carrie keenly noticed it and hurriedly explained. "It's alright, child."

Mila was a little flustered and held her hand gently. "It's yours now. Wear it if you like, and don't wear it if you don't. It's nothing."

Carrie nodded shyly.

Standing behind his mother, Ralph could not stop staring straight at Carrie. His breathing gradually grew heavier, and his heartbeat was out of control.

Seeing her smile, he was affected and curled his lips up subconsciously.

"Matt, look at Ralph's expression. Does he look like someone?" Nigel nudged Matt with his elbow.

"Old Master Nigel, of course he looks like a person." Matt was amused.

"Tsk, are you picking a fight?" Nigel rolled his eyes and then chuckled. "When he was staring at my granddaughter, it was as if Justin possessed him! Justin had the same silly expression when he looked at Bella. Haha! How interesting!"

Matt coughed lightly, unable to hide a smile. "Ms. Carrie is just outstanding and likable enough."

"Old Master Nigel, Ralph is here today to take Carrie out for a date."

Mila smiled. "Ralph has never asked a girl out alone and felt embarrassed, so he brought me along to give him courage." "Mom, when did I … Oof!'

Ralph's words were stuck halfway, stopped by his mother's heels on his toes.

Carrie took in everything, a light smile dancing in her eyes.

Hahaha! Good It's good to go out and have some fun. Staying here with an old man like me is boring. Nigel's eyes crinkled kindly. "Carrie, go ahead. Have fun today with Ralph.

You don't need to rush to come home."

As they had already talked about this, Carrie no longer hesitated and said C softly, "Grandpa I'm heading out. You must take your meals and medicine on time."

"Haha! Rest easy and go!" Nigel waved his hand.

Suddenly, a deep voice boomed, "You'd better stay where you are. You're not allowed to go anywhere!"