Ch. 1881..1890

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1881-Gregory stormed in with a dark expression, followed by Paul. The resentment Gregory exuded was intense. "It's a beautiful and sunny day. Why do you have such a gloomy face? You're ruining everyone's mood!"

Nigel tutted, turning his gaze away from Gregory's face without hiding his annoyance toward his son. "Seeing you makes my chest tight. I feel like two years are taken off whatever remains of my lifespan!"

Gregory could not bother to bicker with his father and rushed to Carrie, completely ignoring their guests-Ralph and Mila.

"Carrie! Come back with me now!"

Carrie was clearly frightened. Her face was pale, as she subconsciously stepped back and clutched her teddy bear tighter.

Just as Gregory's hand was about to touch her, another hand with bulging veins grabbed Gregory's wrist suddenly.

It was a firm and tight hold, like a handcuff.

Carrie's eyes widened, looking at the tall figure standing in front of her. "Ralph…"

Ralph looked into Gregory's furious eyes and curled his lips coldly. "Chairman Salvador, why don't you speak calmly? You're frightening Carrie."

Gregory panted heavily, unable to free his hand from Ralph's grip. He gritted his teeth in embarrassment and anger. "Let go!"

Ralph's sharp eyes narrowed, and he released his grip casually.

Gregory immediately pulled away by stepping back, lowering his eyes to steal a glance at his wrist. It was purplish in color. He thought, 'Did this damned brat treat me like a criminal?!' "Old Master Nigel, Mom, it's about time. I'll take Carrie out now." Ralph withdrew the chill in his eyes and said goodbye to Nigel.

"Ralph, didn't you hear what I said? Carrie must come with me. She's not allowed to go anywhere!" Gregory roared.

Nigel fumed. "Carrie had made plans to go on a date with Ralph. Madam Mila came to visit me and Carrie, even preparing gifts. What are you shouting about in front of our guests?!"

"You don't understand the reason behind it. If you do, you won't have this attitude!" Gregory waved his hand impatiently. "Anyway, my daughter can't have anything to do with a son of the Salvador family. Now's not the time; I'll explain it to you later!"

"Wait." Mila's clear and stern voice tore through the tension. She raised her intimidating gaze and stared fixedly at Gregory. "Why did you stop halfway? If you have something to say, don't hide it. Let me hear it Why can't my son associate with your daughter?"

Her naturally authoritative air as the matron of the Thompson family was unmistakable.

Nigel took it in and felt jealous of Wyatt's good fortune. If his son had also married such an outstanding and supportive wife, perhaps he would not have become so extreme and stubborn now.

Gregory burned with anger and sneered, "Madam Mila, do you dare to swear that you brought your son to approach Carrie not because of Bella's instructions?"

Mila's thin brows furrowed.

"You came forward to pressure Mayor Solloway, using election funds as leverage to force the Solloways to give up on Carrie. Isn your aim to interfere and prevent Carrie from marrying into the Solloway family? Your solo act wasn't enough. Bella even roped in your son, publicly embarrassing Jason Solloway at their family's banquet. Isn't it to prove that you guys have your eyes on Carrie?"

Nigel and Matt were stunned.

Carrie did not dare to look at her father, much less Ralph. She closed her eyes, her lashes fluttering as she hugged her teddy bear tighter.

"I thought it was strange. Madam Mila, you managed the Thompson household for so many years and were never involved in the business or political field your son had little interaction with my daughter. But when Carrie was about to get engaged to Jason, you suddenly stepped in to stop it. Who would believe it if you said nobody instructed you?"

After all, Gregory had spent thirty years in business, overanalyzing m everything. He sneeked, thinking that he had seen through it all. "Carrie and Ryan broke up because they weren't meant to be. Isn't it too much for Bella to use this method to block my daughter's marriage?

'Let me be clear. Even without the Solloway family, I wouldn't agree with Carrie and Ryan being together.m Madam Mita, you and your son approached my daughter with ulterior motives. There's no way I will let Carrie befriend your son. Who knows what you're planning?"

Ralph's eyes twitched, and his fists clenched tightly. But Mila and Nigel were present, so he could not disregard the two families' dignity.

Nigel's gray brows furrowed deeply, and he wanted to say something.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1882-Mila first threw out a remark that was not quite befitting of her status but reflected her thoughts at this moment. "I feel like vomiting." Gregory's eyes twitched. "What did you say?"

"Chairman Salvador, you must be a lucky man." Mila took the lead and gracefully sat down, picking up a teacup. "Otherwise, with your brains, it would've been impossible to build such a large business." "You…!" Gregory glared at the woman's indifferent face furiously, his words stuck in his throat.

But he was a man of high status, and to retort would make him look like a shrew.

"The Thompson family is more open-minded. As parents, we won't interfere too much in our children's marriages. I didn't have much contact with Carrie, but my son likes her, so what's wrong with me trying to help my son?

"Besides, what type of family did you choose for Carrie? I merely pressured them slightly, yet they immediately broke off the engagement overnight. This shows that they are a bunch of opportunists, only chasing after fame and fortune. As the wealthiest family in Savrow, don't you think it's beneath you to become in-laws with those people?"

Her words struck a chord with Nigel, and he nodded vigorously.

"If I was following Bella's arrangements, as you accused, we could have stopped interfering once the engagement between your families was broken off." Mila calmly said, "The reason I came to visit again is because I also adore Carrie. My eagerness to see her is no less than Ralph's."

"Mom…" A warm feeling surged in Ralph's heart, his ears reddening.

Carrie slowly opened her eyes, her crystal-clear gaze looking at Mila with gratitude.

"Gregory, what you said just now was too much. Apologize to Madam Mila now!"

Nigel glared coldly at his son, who only caused him trouble, obviously displeased.

Gregory pursed his pale lips, his gums aching with anger. He refused to speak.

Making him admit his mistakes and apologize to the Thompson family was too humiliating!

"Forget it, Old Master Nigel. Chairman Salvador was merely worried about his daughter, which made him flustered. As a mother, I could understand." Mila lowered her gaze and set the teacup down. "But Chairman Salvador, you're not young anymore. If you don't have much work in the company, you should spend more time taking care of your health, like Wyatt. What's the point of always meddling in your children's marriages?"

Mila's words were like a gentle blade, cutting right into Gregory's sensitive spots.

Ralph took a step forward, his gaze intense and as deep as the ocean.

"Chairman Salvador, you can doubt anything except for one thing. I swear on my police uniform and e my faith that my feelings for Carrie are truer than gold. Even if you don't like me, I must still tell you that I want to try pursuing Carrie with the intention of marriage."

Everyone was stunned.

Mila had never seen her son act this way, and for a moment, she was almost moved to tears.

"If you still can't get over it, think of it as having one more person in the world willing to protect your daughter with his life. You won't be suffering any losses anyway." Ralph smiled casually, his bright eyes holding a power that moved hearts.

The hostility faded from Gregory's face, and he was completely speechless.

"Carrie, let's go." This time, Ralph did not leave a choice for Carrie. He stepped forward and grabbedine hand without hesitation, walking out with his head held high.

The man's strides were long, and Carrie had to trot to keep up with him.

Recently, whenever she saw her father, she only felt suffocated and content is on suppressed.

Even if Ralph did not speak up, she would still have left with Ralph m without any hesitation.

The pair of matching figures disappeared from the door in the blink of an eye.

Nigel sighed, praising, "Madam Mila, you raised your son well. In comparison, as a father, I feel utterly ashamed.""Dad ! What are you saying ?! " Gregory fumed. Mila and Nigel were just insulting him in a roundabout way.

After Mila left, Gregory was scolded by his father again.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1883-"I know you still dislike Anna and are prejudiced against her! But there's one thing I'm sure of. Everything my granddaughter-in-law does is for the good of this family and for the people she cares about!"

Nigel huffed and pointed at him, "If you speak ill of Anna again, I won't welcome you at Crescent Bay anymore!"

Gregory was about to retort, but Bella and Justin walked in at this moment, holding hands.

They must have heard everything just now.

Bella had a generous heart and was used to such things, but Justin's cold and intimidating gaze silently fell on Gregory's face, furious.

Gregory gritted his teeth, feeling that he would be embarrassing himself if he stayed any longer. So he snorted and left with Paul.

"Grandpa, what happened?"

Justin quickly walked to Nigel, his gaze darkening. "What's wrong with him again?"

"It's nothing. I drove him away." Nigel glossed over the details.

Bella smiled brightly, showing no signs of taking offense.

"Anna, Madam Mila and Ralph came by and just left. Your brother brought Carrie out to have fun."

At the mention of Ralph, Nigel could not stop his praise. "Your brother is indeed a decent man! I like him so much! I even want to take him as my god-grandson and give Justin a good brother!"

"Grandpa, you don't need to do that. Ralph and Justin are already close." Bella smiled, immediately understanding where Gregory's resentment came from.

"Grandpa, Ralph is now my wife's older brother. If you take him as a godgrandson, he'll become my younger brother, as I am older than him. It'd mess things up." Justin's thin lips carried a smile. "It's not suitable."

"Brat, your brain has become quicker since you were with Anna, much more tactful." Nigel grinned and could not help teasing, then sighed. "Seeing the backs of those youngsters reminds me of your grandmother and many memories from our youth."

"Grandpa, do you like the idea of Ralph being with Carrie?" Since they were on this topic, Bella asked tentatively.

"Ralph's feelings for Carrie are indeed genuine. Even my old eyes could see it."

Nigel's gaze turned dim." But I feel like when Carrie was with Ralph, there's still something missing in her eyes. Anna, feelings can't be forced. Carrie is a grown woman now. Let her choose who she likes."

It was the weekend. Naturally, the amusement park was flooded with visitors.

On the way here, Carrie kept fiddling with the teddy in her arms to ease the awkwardness, while Ralph occasionally glanced at her expression when he drove, mindful of her emotions.

It was not until they entered the park that Carrie spoke softly, breaking the silence.

"Ralph, thank you. And your mother. Really, thank you."

Ralph was most afraid of Carrie thanking him. He scratched his head awkwardly and pointed at a shop beside them. "Do you want to go in and take a look? I saw everyone wearing hair clips. Do you want to buy some as well?"

Carrie nodded slightly, and the two walked into the shop side by side.

When they came out, Carrie had a brown teddy hairclip on her hair with two little ears sticking up, looking cute and playful.

As for Ralph, he wore a crocodile clip, and it looked like a crocodile biting his head from afar pfft. Ralph, you O1 look so funny!" Carrie covered her mouth, laughing uncontrollably for once.

"As long as you're happy." Ralph's smile gradually stiffened.

Some girls passing by secretly took photos of him, not wanting to miss the rare occurrende when they could see such a handsome and funny man.

Only Ralph was regretting his choices. At this moment, he was praying they would not bump into his colleagues.

Suddenly, his gaze sharpened. He scanned the surroundings.

His instinct as an experienced police officer told him that someone was secretly watching them.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1884-"Ralph, what's wrong?" Seeing his expression change, Carrie asked with concern.

"Nothing. Let's go."

Ralph forced a relaxed smile, his hand hovering over Carrie's shoulder as they moved forward with the crowd, but his sharp eyes were like radars, scanning their surroundings discreetly.

At that moment, his phone vibrated.

Ralph pulled out his phone from his pocket and lowered his head, looking at the screen. It was a message with only one sentence.

[Don't panic. It's me.] His dark eyes narrowed slightly, and soon after, his anxious heart relaxed.

At the same time, Ryan stood in a corner on the other side of the crowd. Despite his attempt to stay low profile, his tall and lean figure still attracted many gazes.

Amid the noisy, bustling crowd, filled with laughter and chatter, Ryan looked as lonely and desolate as an elderly man nearing the end of his life.

His eyes always trailed Ralph and Carrie, never losing sight of them.

The weather was great today, and under the warm and radiant sunlight, the woman being protected by Ralph beamed like a blooming flower.

Ryan stared at her in a daze until Carrie's figure gradually became a blur. The trace of tenderness in his eyes was on the verge of breaking.

Hearing footsteps, he knew Yasmin had come over, so he suppressed his intense emotions and smiled bitterly, mocking himself. "Carrie always told me she wanted a normal life. I've never understood what she means by a normal life. But now… I think I understand. However, it's too late."

Yasmin's heart ached, and she quickly comforted him. "It's not too late, Young Master. It's never too late for you to win Young Madam's heart back."

"I've never taken her out on a date properly, like what Ralph did." Ryan's reddened eyes welled up with tears, and his voice was hoarse. "I thought I gave her what she wanted, but I've never really asked her what she wants…"

He had asked before, but her only response was, "I want to be with you, Ryan."

Thus, he gradually forgot to seek her true desires.

"Young Master, let's get closer," Yasmin suddenly said.

Ryan pursed his lips, shaking his head in the end. "She doesn't come out often.

Seeing me will ruin her mood."

Yasmin's eyes twinkled, and a plan formed in her mind. She smiled. "Young Master, as long as you can abandon your pride, leave the rest to me!"

It has been three or four years since Ralph went to the amusement park. The last time he came was to catch a fugitive.

Fortunately, he had researched beforehand, knowing which rides were fun and what food was delicious.

What he did not expect was that Carrie, who looked frail and timid, only chose to experience thrilling rides such as the roller coaster and drop tower.

After one round of rides, Ralph felt a little dizzy, but Carrie was still eager for more] showing no signs of exhaustion.

He really had to admit that their age gap does make a difference.

Carrie, you went on so many high-altitude rides. Aren't yourafraid?' Ralph handed/her a strawberry- flavored ice cream, his gaze gentle.

"No. I like being up high and feeling like I'm flying. It makes me feel free!"

Carrie licked the ice cream and smiled with satisfaction. "It's so sweet. Thank you, Ralph."

Ralph felt a tinge of bitterness, feeling distressed for her.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1885-This seemingly extremely wealthy young lady never even dared to dream of going on a roller coaster in the past 22 years of her life.

Carrie was born to be soaring in the sky like a bird, but her wings were bound, and her family had kept her in a golden cage.

Was it just because of her illness? To prevent her from bringing shame to the family?

Ralph's breath hitched, and he subconsciously raised his hand to stroke her soft hair.

Carrie's heart tightened, instinctively flinching back.

Such intimate gestures would happen between Ryan and her every day back then, but when it was someone else touching her, even if it was someone she trusted, that feeling of panic and discomfort still appeared in her eyes.

Ralph was taken aback, then he smiled bitterly.

Carrie was still not ready to accept another man's affection. Perhaps it would take a long time. Or perhaps it would never happen.

Since it was almost time, the two walked toward the dolphin exhibit to watch the show.

Just as they reached the entrance, someone in the crowd suddenly pointed at Carrie. "Look, isn't that girl the mentally ill daughter from the Salvador family?"

"Hey… You might be right! She looks so much better in person!"

"So what if she's pretty? She's mentally unstable!"

"Is that true? She seems pretty normal to me. Who is the handsome guy beside her? Her boyfriend? He's so handsome!"

Hearing the crowd's whispers, Carrie felt her heart pounding. She hugged her teddy tightly, and her eyes widened with helplessness.

The next second, her trembling body was instantly pulled into a warm and strong embrace. The man's muscular arms protected her.

"Don't be afraid, Carrie. I'm here." Ralph's low voice gave her a sense of security.

Carrie's mind was blank. "Ralph, I don't want to watch the show anymore. Let's go…"

"Okay."

Ralph respected her wishes and quickly led her out of the dolphin exhibit.

After leaving the gossiping crowd, Carrie's pale face became slightly relaxed, but her mood was far from the joy and excitement when they first arrived.

"Ralph, let's go back." Her lowered eyelashes fluttered lightly. "I've had a fun and satisfying day."

"Carrie, don't care about what they say."

Ralph knelt on one knee in front of her, looking up into her eyes with a deep gaze. "You must always remember that everyone lives for themselves, not to please others. No matter how amazing or outstanding you are, there will still be someone who dislikes you and mocks you.

"You must walk under the sun with a straight back. The more they try to bring you down, the more you should live a beautiful life without caring about their opinions That's the best way to fight back."

Carrie's eyes lit up when she heard his words.

'Think about Bella. She's perfect enough, but she still has to face so many criticisms and endure countless insults and slanders. But she doesn't care. Quoting her words, she wanted those people who wished the worst for her to fail in provoking or defeating her. There's no greater revenge than seeing their twisted faces of jealousy and resentment, yet they are unable to do anything."

Carrie lowered her head in self-doubt. "But I'm not as brave as Annie."

"Carrie, you are brave."

Ralph replied word by word with an intense gaze. "Every step you've com taken and every choice you made is something others would never dare to do. You are far braver than I imagined."

His genuine and powerful words warmed her heart, and the sorrow she felt gradually dissipated.

At that moment, the amusement park's mascot team appeared.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1886-Two adorable, enormous mascots holding balloons walked toward them and stood side by side in front of them. Their clumsy and amusing appearance made Carrie smile again.

Ralph observed the chubby dog mascot and pink bunny mascot in front of him.

It seemed like this was their first day on the job. They were moving so awkwardly and stiffly that he felt embarrassed for them. "Can I have a balloon?"

Carrie's eyes sparkled like crescent moons as she reached out.

The dog mascot was completely stunned. However, the pink bunny mascot immediately reacted. It spun around the spot and handed Carrie a balloon.

"Thank you." Carrie's delicate face blushed as she smiled.

The pink bunny mascot hopped excitedly, gesturing enthusiastically for a photo together.

Ralph's eyes glimmered with laughter as he took out his phone. The pink bunny mascot gently pulled the shy Carrie over and carefully sent her into the arms of the dog mascot.

The warm plushy enveloped Carrie, and she closed her eyes in comfort as she leaned in.

The dog mascot raised its heavy arm, gently wrapping it around her waist and pulling her into its embrace with tender care.

In that instant, Carrie's heart trembled violently. A familiar feeling surged through her, leaving her momentarily lost.

Just then, a singer employed by the park performed a song on a nearby stage. It was a lyrical rendition of "One Last Time".

The dog mascot suddenly turned around, facing Carrie. Like a noble prince, he extended his hand to her, inviting her to dance.

Carrie stared at him in a daze, her slender hand lightly falling into the dog mascot's palm.

With the gentle melody playing, they ignored the onlookers and danced gracefully under the sun.

Backward, forward, spin, and spin again…

These familiar dance steps evoked a tidal wave of longing for Ryan within Carrie.

She felt like she had returned to Willow Creek Villa, where he taught her to dance under the moonlight. The man had skilled and elegant, dance steps, while she always danced clumsily. Every time she stepped on Ryan, he would hook her chin and kiss her deeply before letting her go.

"Once you get the hang of it, we'll be dance partners for life."

-"Don't dance for anyone else. Dance for me and me only."

Carrie held her breath, her eyes reddening, letting her tears blur her vision. Yet she dared not let them fall.

"One last time, I need to be the one who takes you home…"

Meanwhile, capturing all the beautiful moments on his phone et Ralph felt his heart pounding heavily. His pursed lips were holding back some complex emotion.

Just then, the lively pink bunny mascot hopped over to Ralph. It draped an arm around Ralph's shoulder and quickly whispered in his ear.

"Mr. Ralph, I'm Yasmin. Please send the photos to Mr. Hoffman later. Thanks."

"I already guessed." Ralph smiled helplessly. "You two really know how to put on a show."

"You guessed? Since when? Was it that obvious ?! " The pink bunny m mascot covered it's chubby hands over its mouth.

Ralph's lips curled faintly. His gaze toward Carrie and the dog mascot was filled with indescribable envy n' and longing.

At the end of the song, the dog mascot bent down and gently touched Carrie's forehead with his own.

In that instant, Carrie could no longer hold back. All her suppressed emotions burst forth , and tears streamed down her face.

Stunned, the dog mascot hugged Carrie again, gently patting her back and silently comforting her.

He wanted to speak, but he feared he would scare her away.

But he longed to embrace her like enabashedly expressing his intense love and telling her, "Don't worry. I'm right here with you."

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1887-Watching Ryan embrace Carrie, Ralph felt a stinging sensation in his eye. He could not help but capture the moment on his phone. "Mr. Ralph, I'm curious.

When did you realize it was us?" Dressed as the pink bunny mascot, Yasmin could not hold back her curiosity. "Maybe it's a cop's intuition."

Ralph did not tell Yasmin that he believed love was something one could never hide.

The moment he saw the dog mascot holding Carrie like a treasure, he knew it was Ryan.

"Please let Mr. Hoffman and Ms. Carrie spend a bit more time together. We promise not to disturb you again." Yasmin pleaded earnestly. "Don't worry about

me. As long as Carrie is happy, that's all that matters." Ralph's voice was hoarse, as if filled with bitter sand.

Despite his reluctance, Ryan returned Carrie to Ralph's side.

He feared Carrie would find out about his disguise if he spent more time with her.

"Why are you crying?" Ralph gently asked Carrie, handing her a tissue.

"It's nothing. It's nothing…" Carrie murmured, wiping her puffy eyes.

Ralph knew why she was crying. His heart ached, but he still showed her a bright smile.

"Are you hungry? Let's go. I'll take you for some delicious food!"

The dog mascot watched them walk away. Then, it slowly turned and dragged itself in the opposite direction, its large head hanging low.

Yasmin followed Ryan to a secluded spot before removing her mascot head.

Her black hair was plastered to her face with sweat as she took deep breaths of fresh air.

"Mr. Hoffman, you should take yours off, too. It's stifling. Mr. Hoffman?"

Yasmin called out to him twice. However, Ryan remained facing the wall, unresponsive.

Alarmed, she hurried forward and took off his headgear.

"Mr. Hoffman, you…"

In the next moment, Yasmin's eyes widened in panic.

Drenched in sweat, Ryan's black hair stuck to his forehead. His chest heaved violently within the oversized costume, and his stunning eyes were red and swollen. They could barely stay open. Ryan's sweat and tears had nearly soaked through the dog mascot's head.

"Mr. Hoffman…" Yasmin's throat tightened with sympathy, wanting to comfort Ryan but not knowing what to say.

Ryan pressed his hands against the wall, his body drained of all strength. He was on the verge of collapsing.

His once-reachable lover was now so difficult to approach that even being close was a challenge.

Despite being mentally prepared, the enormous gap between the past and present was almost unbearable for him.

"Why did she cry…?"

After a long pause, Ryan finally spoke in a broken, hoarse voice.

Yasmin's breath hitched. Just as she was about to respond, Ryan answered his own question. "Could it be that the dance reminded her of our past? Does Carrie still love me?" It was a question.

The unmatched heir of the Hoffman family finally lost his unparalleled confidence in this entanglement of love and pain.

"I believe Young Madam still loves you. No one can replace you in her heart,"

Yasmin responded firmly.

Love could overcome all obstacles.

Ryan wiped away the tears at the corner of his eyes. He took a deep breath and said, with his back to Yasmin, "Let me spend a little more time with her."

After dinner, Ralph and Carrie watched a float parade.

As night fell, the long-awaited fireworks show was about to begin.

Ralph had reserved the best viewing spot in advance. The two of them stood side by side, eagerly gazing at the night sky.

Not far away, Yasmin and Ryan, dressed in black coats, blended into the crowd.

He gazed at Carrie's soft, beautiful figure and the delicate shoulders he once cherished. To Ryan, Carrie was more beautiful than the most splendid fireworks.

Joyful music filled the amusement park. Suddenly, a beautiful arc shot up to the sky like a meteor, blossoming into the most brilliant flowers against the velvety night. "Wow… Ralph! Look!"

Carrie's bright eyes widened with surprise as she pointed to the night sky. "It's so beautiful! That one is so pretty!"

"Yeah, beautiful."

But with his beloved by his side, Ralph had no interest in the fireworks. He stared intently at Carrie's delicate profile, unable to look away.

He did not often have the chance to be with her like this.

But when he did, even just one more glance at her was precious to him.

As the grand and splendid fireworks filled the entire night sky and the crowd erupted in joyful cheers, Ralph could no longer contain his feelings. Summoning all his Courage, he confessed to the girl beside him.

"Carrie, I really like you. Will you be my girlfriend?"

Though his words were clear and steady, the laughter around them quickly swallowed his words.

Deeply entranced, Carrie's glass-like eyes reflected the fireworks above. She remained silent for a long while.

Ralph's heart pounded with anticipation and anxiety. Eventually, he curled his lips in resignation.

She probably did not hear him.

That was not a bad thing either.

"Ralph, thank you for everything you've done for me, and thanks for liking me." Carrie gently turned her soft gaze to Ralph's stunned face She them spoke tenderly. "I wish you all the best and that you find someone who only loves you. Ralph, you'll find your one and only soon."

Ralph stared at Carrie. He tried blinking back the sting in his eyes, his voice trembling slightly as he asked, Do you still love him?"

Carrie's pale pink lips curled slightly, like a thin crescent moon emitting a soft glow on the horizon.

"Yeah, I'm still in love with him."

Ralph lowered his gaze, his lashes concealing his eyes. After a moment, a faint, relieved smile played on his lips. He looked up at the fireworks, which he had almost missed entirely.

In truth, he had anticipated this.

After enduring so much torment and self-imposed suffering, she finally admitted that she remained in love with Ryan. He was genuinely happy for her.

As the fireworks show neared its end, Ryan's phone vibrated incessantly in his pocket.

With his eyes fixed on Carrie, he raised the phone to his ear.

"Hello."

"Ryan! Ryan, it's me!" A woman's frightened, panicked voice came from the other end.

Ryan furrowed his brow. "Selena?"

"Liam's men are now hunting me down! I can't get out of Savrow! I'm really desperate now! Please help me find a way out!"

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1888-Upon hearing her words, Ryan's eyes darkened. "You've called the wrong number. If you have a problem, call the police. I'm not handling this."

Call the police? She would not dare to call them!

After spending years with Liam, her hands were far from clean. If she reported this to the authorities, they would uncover everything, and she would eventually end up behind bars.

"Ryan! Liam has gone mad! He killed your grandfather!" Selena screamed hoarsely.

Ryan froze, then spun around abruptly. His handsome face was tense, and every muscle strained as his heart pounded against his ribcage.

"What did you just say? Repeat that!"

"Last night… Liam asked to meet your grandfather at the old Hoffman Estate.

After hearing about it, I followed them, intending to settle the divorce issue with your grandfather face-to-face… But instead, I saw Liam and Lewis dragging body bags out of the villa. I even heard Liam instruct Lewis to dispose of your grandfather and his secretary's bodies!"

Selena's voice trembled as she recounted the terrifying scene, replaying it in her mind. "I was so scared that I turned and ran, but they saw me! They must have seen my car and realized it was me. I've been hiding in a small motel since last night. I'm too terrified to get out of here. Liam's men are definitely hunting for me. He'll kill me if I show up in front of him! If he can kill his father, what am I to him?"

"The bodies… Did he say how he's going to handle the bodies?" Ryan's mind was reeling, and he struggled to keep his voice steady.

"He told Lewis to take them west. I don't know anything else other than that!"

"Yasmin, stay here."

Ryan quickly hung up. Without further explanation, he disappeared like a dark whirlwind into the crowd.

He could not hear Selena's continued cries over the phone. He relied solely on his instincts as he pushed forward.

All he could see were the happy and smiley faces of the families around him.

It was like the entire world was perfect, except for the small part with him in it, which was collapsing into darkness. Memories flashed through his mind like lightning.

He remembered his grandfather being the one who often took him out when his father was busy with work.

He remembered Millionaire, the Doberman his grandfather had given him.

He recalled how strict his parents were and how his grandfather had bought him his first cotton candy.

His grandfather was also the one who gave him his name.

--"I've spent most of my life fighting and killing. My hands are stained with blood.

I'm tired of it. I hope that the Hoffman family can walk the right path in the future.

Ì want my grandson to have a bright future."

Without Logan, there would be no Ryan.

In that instant, he felt a sense of relief.

He even silently prayed that Selena was mistaken and that his grandfather was still at the Hoffman Estate, feeding his horses. Hearing Ryan's long pause, Selena decided to play her final card.

Aren't you investigating who killed your father? tell you who did it …

You're right. It was Mam all along!

you Can guarantee my safety and help me leave the country, I can give you the evidence that Liam

mov murdered your father! I have proof!"

Ryan closed his dark, cold eyes. The dual ows of Selena's words twisted his insides in agony. A bitter taste rose in his throat.

"Tell me where you're at right now."

After the fireworks show ended, Ralph and Carrie walked com shoulder to shoulder with the large crowd, heading toward the exit.

Although Carrie had rejected his confession, Ralph was not one to be heartbroken. He chatted and laughed like nothing had happened. If they could not be lovers, he would be happy to just remain friends with her.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1889-Ralph would be happy to be Carrie's most trusted friend. Besides, looking after her was also a source of happiness for him. Yasmin followed them quietly.

She remembered Ryan's ashen face when he left. Something bad must have happened, and she was extremely anxious.

Ralph recalled how Carrie had stopped to look at a display of plush toys in a store window when they first arrived. Worried that carrying too many items would be inconvenient while they played, he decided to buy one for her as they left.

Now, standing at the store entrance, he saw the plush toys still on display.

Ralph's eyes lit up. "Carrie, wait here for a moment. I'll be right back."

"Okay." Carrie nodded sweetly, her beautiful eyes sparkling.

Ralph quickly turned and headed toward the store.

But after a few steps, he remembered that Carrie had social anxiety and might feel uncomfortable alone. So, he abandoned the idea of surprising her. Instead, he decided to bring her along and see if she liked anything else. After all, they would not come here often, and he wanted to spoil her a bit.

However, when he turned back, Carrie was gone!

"Carrie?!" His heart pounded with panic as he called her name repeatedly, but there was no response.

It had only been a few seconds. Just a few seconds!

A 22-year-old, perfectly healthy, lively young woman had vanished from the busy store entrance without a trace.

There had not been a single cry for help or any signs of a struggle.

Ralph's face was drained of color. He plunged into the crowd, his eyes red with desperation as he searched for her delicate figure among the sea of strangers.

But she was nowhere to be seen.

He could only see unfamiliar faces that filled him with dread. Just as he was about to pull out his phone, he received a call.

"Mr. Ralph! It's Yasmin. I've been following you saw two men in black knockout Ms. Carrie and take her away. They moved fast and seemed professional! I'm following them toward the park's north-side where there's an abandoned gate.

They might be trying to escape through there! Hurry and catch up!"

"Got it!" Ralph's veins bulged with tension as he sprinted north.

The north side of the amusement park was a forested area still under construction and development.

The path was completely dark, without a single street light.

Ralph quickly caught up to Yasmin. His experience as a detective honed his tracking skills, and he pursued the trail with determination. Soon, he glimpsed the two men carrying Carrie, running toward the north gate.

UMS "Police! Stop right there! Put her down!" Ralph roared, his voice echoing through the forest.

The word "police" had some deterrent effect. Upon hearing that, the two men paused momentarily.

But in the next second, they started running even faster.

"Damn it!"

gun Ralph cursed angrily, his right hand reaching for the solid grip of his BS "If you keep running, I' shoot!"

However, this did not even intimidate the kidnappers.

It was obvious they had strong backing.

'You're a cop. Firing your gun will probably cause you a lot of trouble!

We can catch up with them!"

Before Yasmin could even finish her sentence, a dark figure appeared in front of them. He emanated a chilling aura.

Despite being alone, the figure stood like an insurmountable, icy mountain, blocking their path.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1890-"It's you?!" Ralph and Yasmin exclaimed in shock.

The man before them was the same assassin who had severely injured Yasmin and kidnapped Carrie last time.

Despite him standing motionless, his reappearance now sent a shiver down Yasmin's spine.

At this moment, Ralph was even more incredulous. His eyes were wide open, staring intently at Jace's familiar face that resembled that of his fifth brother.

"Just now, if you had shot and killed either of them, you might have had a chance to catch up. 1 unfortunately, you didn't."

But Jace's cold eyes and mocking tone conveyed his disdain for Ralph. "That's why I despise you police officers. Even when given the power to punish evil, you waver. You think only about protecting yourself, hesitating, and looking back.

Now, it's too late to catch up!"

"Who the hell are you?!" Sweat covered Ralph's forehead, and his voice brimmed with anger and urgency. "For those who are doomed, gaining more insights is pointless."

As Jace was speaking, a cold gleam flashed in his eyes. He moved like a shadow, launching himself at Ralph with lethal intent.

"Yasmin! Go after them and inform my sister and Justin that Carrie is in danger!"

Ralph shouted, narrowly dodging a powerful punch from Jace.

Yasmin nodded frantically. Although she was concerned for Ralph's safety, she knew staying to fight would only slow them down. Besides, she knew she was not a match for Jace.

They had no choice but to split up to increase their chances of success in saving Carrie, However, just as Yasmin took a few steps, another figure in black, wearing a mask, blocked her path. Judging by the build, it was likely a woman.

"You must have a death wish!" Desperate to save Carrie, rage consumed Yasmin completely.

While Ralph and Jace battled fiercely, exchanging punches and kicks, Yasmin engaged with the female assassin.

Despite her old injuries, Yasmin fought with all her strength, her blows swift and fierce, whistling through the air.

But the woman was cunning. She dodged Yasmin's attack skillfully and used soft techniques to counter Yasmin's aggressive attacks.

Yasmin's eyes blazed with a bloodthirsty red, her killing intent palpable. She drew a folding knife from her waist. Without hesitation, she stabbed the woman.

To her utter shock, the woman did not dodge but took the blade head-on.

"Ugh-!" The woman let out a pained groan.

The knife plunged into her collarbone. It was just half an inch from a vital spot.

If it were not for the poor visibility in darkness, Yasmin would have stabbed a fatal spot, and she would have died on the spot.

Yasmin's pupils contracted sharply. "You…?!"

She could not believe the woman had not dodged her attack. Even if she had not dodged it, she could have avoided getting such a severe wound.

"Go to the abandoned factory in the west suburbs… The person you're looking for… They probably took her there…"

The woman panted. She then pushed Yasmin with all the strength she had left.

"Hurry!"

Locking eyes with the woman's weak yet resolute gaze, Yasmin nodded firmly and sprinted away.

Meanwhile, Ralph showed signs of fatigue in his intense fight with Jace.

Despite his years as a police officer and countless encounters with criminals, none had matched this man's combat prowess.

He was a veritable killing machine, with extraordinary strength and stamina.

While others grew more fatigued as they fought, this man seemed to grow more energized as he went on. It was as if he was on steroids.

"Ugh-!"

Jace delivered a spinning kick, sending Ralph crashing to the ground.

In an instant, a gleaming military knife appeared in Jace's hand. Its cold blade was flashing menacingly in the dark.

As Jace leaped toward him, Ralph quickly drew his gun, gripping it tightly with both hands and aiming straight at Jace's head.

"Don't move!"

At that moment, Ralph lay on the ground while Jace knelt over him, his right arm raised high, poised to n' plunge the knife into Ralph's heart.

"I'll give you another chance to do it. Pull the trigger."

Jace taunted Ralph, showing no fear. He smirked, "Just shoot, and all your problems will go away. Do it."

Drenched in cold sweat, Ralph's breath was heavy and strained. His hands were trembling, which was a rare occurrence.

This man looked exactly like his brother Hugh whenever he smiled.

"You missed your chance again. Goodbye, officer."

Without hesitation, Jace plunged the knife toward Ralph's heart, his smile still lingering.