Ch. 1961..1970

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1961-Justin had endured it all night. From the moment he saw Bella with Grant, his soul was suffering from torment.

He recalled faking a smile in front of his brother and saying words he did not mean.

God knew how much he wanted to snatch Bella away and hide her in a secret place so that Grant could not take another glance at her.

Bella was his and his alone.

"No… I'm not thinking about him anymore…" Bella's voice broke under his thrusts, and she cried.

They had been together for a long time and had sex countless times, but not once was Justin so relentless, making her feel aggrieved. "Bella, you're mine…

Don't look at him again. You can only look at me!"

When they both reached the peak, Justin scooped up the woman, who had gone soft, and returned to the room.

He wanted to take her again on the bed, but Bella shivered, sobbing as she slapped his face lightly.

"I hate you… I don't want it anymore… You're a bully!"

Her slap was not painful at all. It was almost like a caress, but it completely brought the jealous and lustful man back to his senses. "Sorry. Sorry, Bella… It's all my fault. I won't do this again, I swear."

Justin's heartbeat pounded heavily, filled with deep regret, as he pulled her into his arms tightly, apologizing over and over again.

"I know what you're afraid of…" Bella closed her eyes slightly, her fingertips scratching his muscular back, seemingly comforting him. "Justin, don't be afraid… I am yours. I'll forever be yours."

That night, Bella slept deeply, but Justin tossed and turned, feeling uneasy.

He barely managed to make it to sunrise, but seeing that Bella had no signs of waking up, he did not dare to disturb her. Justin quietly got up to wash, change, and tidy some materials in the study to prepare for the online meeting.

The meeting started at 9:00 a.m. and lasted three hours. Justin tried his best to be attentive, but his mind was still elsewhere.

After the meeting finally ended, he to his room and was Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

to find that Bella not awake. Content belong.net His darling was usually disciplined Even when they sometimes went overboard the night before, she would still wake up early to exercise, wash up, and do her makeup.

Justin was confused and sat by the bed. Just as his hand touched her round shoulders, he jerked back in fright.

She was burning!

"Bella? Bella?"

He flipped her over and quickly touched her forehead when he saw her flushed face.

It was scorching hot!

His lover, sleeping beside him, had a high fever the entire night, but he only noticed it now.

"Ugh… I'm cold… It's so cold…" Bella muttered incoherently.

Justin's heart burned anxiously. He found another blanket in a panic and wrapped her up He hugged her as well, but Bella still complained that she was cold.

It must have been last night, when they were doing it on the balcony…

Justin felt guilty and regretful. He wanted to slap himself for being so careless! But he restrained himself.

When Bella woke up, she could slap him herself.

Downstairs, Wilma had already started preparing for lunch.

At this moment, the doorbell rang. She quickly wiped her hands and went to get the door.

When she opened the door, she saw a strikingly handsome man in a black trench coat. "Mi, you are …? "

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1962-Drew's hands were casually in his pockets. He tilted his head and asked, "Is Bella here?"

Wilma sized him up. "Are you my Young Madam's friend?"

"No."

Wilma suddenly thought of something, and her eyes widened warily. "Oh! You aren't Young Madam's admirer, are you? Could you be Young Master Justin's love rival?!" After all, she knew all the men who would come to the villa to see Bella, but she did not recognize this one.

"Tsk."

Drew smirked, raising his brow teasingly. "If I were Bella's admirer, what chance would Justin have? Your Young Master would be out of the game long ago!"

What an arrogant brat!

Furious, Wilma was about to speak when Justin's anxious voice came from behind. "Aunt Wilma, do we have fever medicine?!"

At the same time, he saw Drew standing outside the door. His eyes lit up.

"Drew!"

"What a sweet greeting." Drew's eyes curved with a smile as he walked in.

Wilma's mouth hung slightly open, finally realizing that this man must be another one of Bella's brothers.

The Young Master she raised as her top priority was now at the bottom of the pyramid after being together with Bella. How pitiful.

"Young Master Justin, are you sick? I'll get the medicine for you now." sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Justin's gaze was anxious. "Not me. It's Bella."

"What? Bella has a fever?!" Drew's heart tightened, and he immediately rushed to Justin with a few steps. "What happened? Where's my sister?!" Justin's eyelashes fluttered, and he found it hard to explain. He could only bring Drew to their room.

Drew quickly took off his trench coat and threw it aside, afraid of bringing the cold air from outside to his sick sister. He sat on the bedside and called out gently, "Bella? Bella? I'm here. How are you feeling? Bella?"

Bella did not sense anyone else. Her dry lips parted slightly as she murmured, "Justin…"

Upon hearing it, Drew felt bitter and cast a displeased glance at the man behind him, who looked guilty and helpless.

"Bella is calling for you. Come serve her!"

Justin quickly walked over and kneeled by the bed, gently caressing her feverish forehead.

"Bella, I'm here. Aunt Wilma went to Ea get the medicine. Hold on a little longer. Do you want water? Where do you feel uncomfortable? Should we go to the hospital?"

"Mmh…" Bella's nose twitched as she shook her head.

"Can you stop talking for a second? Can't you see she's burning up? Her mind is muddled."

Distressed for his sister, Drew felt pissed. "Justin, how are you taking care of Bella? She has been training with me and Asher since she was young. She rarely gets sick! How did she end up like this?"

"I…" Justin choked up, guilt churning in his stomach.

At this moment, Bella frowned in discomfort and turned over, exposing her snow white skin from under the blanket.

Drew's pupils contracted when he saw red marks on his sister's neck, collarbone, and shoulders.

His mind buzzed, and he immediately understood everything.

He slowly turned his gaze and glared at Justin, his fists cracking. "Justin, you motherfucker!"

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1963-"Justin's heart spasmed with pain. He stood rooted in place, looking helpless and distressed.

Suddenly, Drew stood up and grabbed Justin by the collar, glaring at him with sharp eyes. "What the hell did you do to my sister?! Did you force her into some S&M play yesterday?!""

"No…"

"Then why is she covered in bruises?! Fuck! Even if you're playing, you should be the masochist!"

Drew's knuckles turned white. He used so much force that he even yanked off the button at Justin's collar. The two men's noses were almost touching. "Bella

was doted on like a princess by us brothers, but she has only suffered misfortunes since she started dating you. Now, you're even bullying her in bed?!

"How could you be such a monster?! Since you said you love her, you should be considerate of her feelings! How could you just get yourself off and neglect my sister's well-being?! Justin, just you wait! I'll ask that old maid of yours to count my sister's injuries. Then I'll return them to you tenfold!"

Justin could see that Drew was genuinely angry. The only person who could make Drew lose composure like this was Bella.

"Drew…" Bella, burning from the fever, struggled to open her eyes.

"I'm here, Bella. I'm right here!"

Drew angrily pushed Justin aside and squatted by the bed, touching her forehead. His own forehead was also covered in a thin layer of sweat. "It's too hot. I could even fry an egg!"

"You're so noisy…" Bella used all her strength to raise her hand, flicking Drew's forehead lightly. "A patient needs to rest… You're intentionally keeping me awake…"

At this moment, Wilma rushed in with fever medicine and water. She took a thermometer and placed it on Bella's forehead.

Beep!

It was 39.8 degrees Celsius!

"OMG! This temperature is enough to kill even cancer cells, and you're still holding on?!"

Wilma felt distressed for Bella and indignantly pushed Justin until he staggered back. "Young Master, you're a fool! What fever medicine does she need at this point? Send her to the hospital now before her brain gets damaged!" sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Justin was filled with regret. He had hurt the person he loved the most because of his possessiveness.

Justin and Wilma helped to change Bella's clothes while Drew turned away, his broad shoulders trembling in anger.

At this moment, Bella was like an obedient doll, letting them move her as they pleased. Wilma helped her put on a coat, and Justin got on one knee to put on her shoes.

Justin was about to carry her when Drew roughly pushed him away, refusing to let him touch Bella.

"Bella, let me carry you." Drew squatted with his back to Bella.

"Drew, let me do it." Justin had a simple thought and did not want Drew to be worn out.

"Get lost."

Justin pursed his dry lips, at a loss for words.

"When Bella was sick as a child, we would carry her to the hospital and take turns coaxing her to sleep when she was uncomfortable at night."

Drew swiftly lifted his sister, his eyes red. "When she was a little girl, she rode on my back if she was in a bad mood. Justin, you said you love her, but I don't think you're doing nearly enough. I'm a little hesitant to trust her with you."

It sounded a bit exaggerated, but in the eyes of a brother who truly loved and cherished his sister, it was not an exaggeration at all.

"Sorry…" Justin's face was pale as he clenched his fists and watched Drew carry Bella out.

In the car, Bella moaned weakly, insisting on sitting with Justin.

"Drew… Don't blame Justin. He's always clumsy, especially in front of you guys… He panics so much."

Bella tugged on Drew's sleeve, her eyelashes fluttering. "Stop bullying him… I know he didn't do it on purpose…"

"Bella, you're spoiling him too much.

You can't spoil men. They'll only get worse!" Drew was pissed off, but looking at how Bella spoke for Justin, he was hesitant to say harsher words.

"He's my husband. Who's gonna spoil him if I don't? It's nothing."

Bella's lips, fever-chapped, curved up gently. "Justin always had a hard life… He finally tasted something sweet from me, so he's a little overwhelmed. Don't be too hard on him, okay?"

Instantly, an intense wave of guilt almost devoured Justin.

His dry and bitter throat choked up, nearly suffocating, and he forced back the tears welling up beneath his eyes.

Bella knew and understood him too well.

But the more she did, the more he felt undeserving of her, causing him to loathe himself.

The luxury car headed toward the hospital, with lan as the driver and Drew in the passenger seat.

In the backseat, Justin hugged the woman wrapped in a wool blanket tightly. His voice was hoarse. "Are you still cold?"

Bella's soft hair rubbed against his heaving chest. "It's just a fever. Don't worry. But, next time. Remember to be gentle with me." Next time. He would not dare to do this again.

The car suddenly stopped.

Drew frowned. "Why aren't you driving?"

lan said, "It's a red light."

Drew raised his sharp brows. "Your Young Madam is having a high v.ne fever. Who cares about the traffic lights? Her brain will start boiling by the time we get there! Drive!"

Drew, enough … " Bella's pale face was helpless. "I'm just having a fever not about to go into labor. Can you calm down. "Upon hearing it, Justin felt as if a cold, huge boulder was pressing down on his heart. His shirt was already drenched with sweat.

Bella, you're too … "

Before Drew could finish his words, there was suddenly a loud bang.

A man's pale, twisted, and crazed face, like a demon climbing out of hell, suddenly pressed against their windshield.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1964-Drew's pupils contracted in shock for a split second. Then his battle-hardened mind immediately steadied.

On the other hand, lan, the driver, was almost scared out of his wits. He screamed, "Oh my God!"

Justin's eyes grew cold, and he held Bella tightly while cupping the back of her head, burying her small face in his chest.

"Bella, don't look."

He did not want Bella to get scared, as he feared it would worsen her condition.

However, the man did not know that Bella herself was a fearless demon. She had encountered the most brutal scenes on the battlefield, so nothing could scare her.

At this moment, she was not terrified, but she was curious.

"Damn, do scammers go all out nowadays? He even had such ghost-like makeup on. It's kind of scary."

Drew's eyes were sharp as he opened the car door. "I'll go down and check it out. He'd better be injured. If not, I'll make him!"

But before Drew could step out, that man had jumped off the car hood, flailing his arms and running away crazily!

They were in a relatively remote area with few passersby. But this weird man still attracted people's attention. They all kept a distance, not daring to approach him.

"Hahaha… Hahaha!"

The man laughed madly while running before he suddenly convulsed. Then his body stiffened, as if struck by lightning, falling backward with a thud.

The back of his head hit the edge of the pavement. Blood gushed out endlessly, dying the asphalt road red.

A few braver passersby walked up looking terrified, unsure whether to call an ambulance.

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straight due to the fever, her nature as a doctor immediately kicked in when she saw someone being injured.

While the three men were distracted, she got out of the car.

"Bella!" Justin's heart tightened, and he quickly chased after her.

Bella squeezed through the crowd to the very front while wrapped in a blanket, kneeling to examine the man's condition like a professional doctor. Beads of her sweat dripped on the floor, but she did not care.

Justin and Drew pushed through the crowd and rushed in, guarding her side.

At this time, Justin's gaze landed on the man's suit collar. His eyes darkened.

"Quick… Call the ambulance!" Someone shouted nervously.

"There's no need. Call the police." Bella had a heavy gaze as she took a deep breath. "He's already dead."

The crowd was stunned and hurriedly backed away.

Ten minutes later, the police cars arrived and sealed off the scene.net

They carried the man, stiffer than a dried sardine, on to a stretcher and covered him with a white cloth.

Back in the car, Bella's sweat had almost drenched the blanket, but her complexion seemed a little better.

"Bella, how do you feel? Are you okay?" Justin held her shoulder worriedly.

I'm much better. I feel warm now.

Bella twisted around, clearly thinking about something.

"Wrap yourself properly. You'd feel worse if you caught a cold." Justin's arms looped around her, afraid that she blanket.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1965-"My sister is literally the incarnation of hell. She gets excited when she sees dead people." Drew could not help but tease. Thinking of that man's terrifying appearance, lan felt a lingering fear. "Is that man dead just like that? He just hit his head on the curb."

Although Bella had only examined that man's body for a few minutes, she felt that his death was not so simple.

"Not necessarily. He was convulsing before he fainted, and his muscles contracted rhythmically. He was also unconscious, so it could be a sign of epilepsy. We will only know the exact reason for death after an autopsy."

"Epilepsy? I would have thought he overdosed." Drew clicked his tongue, still savoring the exciting feeling of a real-life horror scene. "When I was overseas, I'd seen some drug addicts. When they were high or in withdrawal, they behaved like the man just now, like a zombie."

Bella leaned against Justin's chest, panting softly. Justin looked down at her, wiping off the sweat from her nose with his thumb.

"Bella, the man just now was from Southern Star."

"Southern Star Syndicate?!" Bella was stunned. "How did you know?"

That was Aunt Sasha's family.

"Just now, I saw the Vermillion Bird badge pinned to his collar. It's the Southern Star Syndicate's logo."

Drew sneered. "Oh, he's in a gang. Then it might really be an overdose, killing himself in broad daylight."

"No, Aunt Sasha told me before that the Southern Star Syndicate strictly prohibits drugs. Their members could not be involved in drugs either…

Otherwise, there would be severe consequences." Bella immediately rebuked it.

"That's in the past. Now that Watson is almost dying, he has lost his power and cannot control those underlings anymore. If they wanted to do shady business behind his back, he probably couldn't stop them." Drew narrowed his eyes and smiled coldly.

"Drew… Don't say that. He is Aunt Sasha's father. Even if you don't like him, you should have some respect."

"Watson is a gangster, and his daughter is someone's mistress. Forgive me for my old-fashioned thoughts, but I can't respect them at the all." Drew looked out the window??

glass reflecting his cold and hard features.

Justin could see that Drew could still not get over the fact that Wyatt kept a few wives. Whenever this topic came up, Drew would start being sarcastic.

"Aunt Sasha has been amazing to us and Wyatt."

Bella lowered her eyes. Her voice was hoarse and weak. "She has removed her uterus… So she will never have a child with Wyatt."

Justin's eyes widened. This news had surpassed his expectations.

Even lan, who was driving, was shocked by this family secret, occasionally stealing glances in the rearview mirror.

"Ha, my sister has a kind heart, but I was born without empathy and a cold heart will never accept a woman who tried to snatch my mother's husband away. Sasha Mila, and Celeste are the same in my eyes."

After that, Drew crossed his arms around his chest and closed his eyes, indicating that he was about to rest.

It meant the conversation had ended.

Justin and Bella looked at each other, sighing helplessly.

When they reached a private hospital with excellent equipment and no waiting time, Bella quickly finished her examination and drew blood for further tests. She then rested in a ward while receiving an IV.

QUMS Justin only left the room when Bella was sound asleep.

Avoiding Drew and lan, Justin quietly came to the first floor and registered to see a urology specialist .

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1966-The doctor attending to Justin saw his name and stared intently at his handsome face. He felt pressured in front of this man.

"Um… Mr. Salvador, how may I help you?" The doctor's voice was clearly shaking, but he reassured Justin. "Mr. Salvador, rest assured. Our hospital prioritizes confidentiality. I'll definitely keep my mouth shut about you coming here today."

Justin was not afraid of people talking about him seeing a urology specialist.

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He had pride, but he would not value it that much. He was already known as a simp, so it was not a big deal if there were rumors that he was impotent.

"Doctor, I have one question." Justin paused, a hint of worry crossing his brow.

"Can a vasectomy control sexual urges?"

"A vasectomy's main function is to stop the sperm from being released, preventing the formation of an embryo as a method of contraception. It has nothing to do with sexual desire."

Justin went silent and then asked in a low voice, "Are there any procedures that could suppress sexual desires?"

The doctor rarely met a patient with such a tricky request. He hesitated before speaking. "Well… an effective method is taking pills. However, all medications have side effects. I advise you to think it through. This matter is not a big deal.

You can control urges by taking a cold shower."

Cold shower? Did the doctor think he had not tried that? It was useless.

Justin's desire for Bella was so intense that it frightened him, like the night before.

Bella, a prideful woman, was reduced to a crying and begging mess under him last night, but all he could think about was possessing her. His blood was on fire. It felt like he was enchanted and could not hear anything else.

Once he touched her, he was unbearably aroused.

Combined with the mental pressure Grant brought him, Justin felt like the taut string in his head would snap at any moment.

Justin did not want to hurt Bella anymore.

"I'll take the pills. Which type of medication could achieve this effect?" Justin did not hesitate.

"I can prescribe some type of sedatives first. The side effects are smaller. A high sexual drive would cause high neural excitement, so taking sedatives can reduce it." en.swhovels.net "Okay." Justin pursed his thin lips. "Please arrange a vasectomy for me too."

The doctor was shocked.

Everyone in Savrow knew that Justin's girlfriend was the daughter of the wealthiest man in Hatchbay, the famous Ms. Bella Thompson.

They were a perfect match, and they were still young and childless. Why did Justin want to get a vasectomy?

"I know what you're thinking." Justin felt a pang of pain in his heart like thousands of needles pricking it. He said in a hoarse voice, "My wife and I lost a child due to my mistake, and the incident caused her infertility. If so,want to go through this with her. If she can't conceive, neither will I. That way, I'll stop thinking about having children."

The doctor's eyes widened. Justin's love for Bella stunned him.

Justin slowly stood up. "Please arrange a time for the surgery. The sooner, the better."

After leaving the urology department, Justin took a deep breath and walked toward Bella's ward. Suddenly, his footsteps paused, and he turned around sharply.

"Have you forgotten all the training you received at the military academy?" A few steps away, Drew leaned against a thick pillar, arms crossed, as his dark eyes fixed on Justin.

Justin's eyes widened slightly. He had been thinking of Bella the entire Way completely unaware of someone following him.

Or perhaps Drew's tracking skills were too good. After all, Drew was a e top-tier special agent.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1967-Drew asked, "Why are you visiting a urologist? You can't get it up?"

He walked toward Justin, his playful and judging gaze gliding from Justin's eyes down to his crotch. "I've seen your junk. It can even get up when you're unconscious. I'm guessing it's not just flashy." Justin's expression was a little stiff. 'Should I thank him for the compliment?' At this moment, a nurse came over and handed a bill to Justin. "Mr. Salvador, please keep this. Come for your surgery at 9:00 a.m. tomorrow."

Justin nodded and took it.

Just as the nurse left, Drew snatched the bill from his hand and looked at it. He yelled, "You're getting a vasectomy?!"

Justin was speechless. 'Could he be any louder? He might as well announce it on the PA system!' Drew also thought he was too loud. He quickly gritted his teeth and dragged Justin to a secluded place to talk.

"What the hell are you up to now?"

"You know about Bella's situation. If I got a vasectomy, she wouldn't feel guilty about not being able to conceive in the future. I can always remind myself not to act recklessly too." Justin's tone was calm, trying to make it sound like nothing.

But Drew was a smart man, seeing right through him. He was anxious, his fingers almost digging into Justin's flesh where he grabbed him. "Hey, Justin, you aren't that petty, right? I admit I was a little harsh today, but I was just distressed for Bella! You were careless enough to hurt her. Can't I complain about that as her brother? Do you have to castrate yourself to spite me?!"

Justin frowned and smiled wryly. "A vasectomy doesn't take away sexual function. You're making a big deal out of it. I was indeed overboard last night.

I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself in the future, so I'm taking some precautions. It'll be better for Bella."

Drew's teasing demeanor vanished, and he asked seriously, "Justin, do you really not want to have children with Bella?"

"Let's not talk about this." Justin felt as if his heart was scalded by burning water, aching softly.

"Since I knew about Bella's condition, I've been trying to find treatment options abroad. Although I've got nothing yet, I never gave up on it." Drew clenched his jaw. "But do you really think that my sister is barren? Do you think she would never become a mother?

Justin's heart wrenched in pain, and he sucked in a deep breath.

He wanted to be a father to Bella's child, but because of his mistakes and carelessness, he caused the love of his life to lose her right to become a mother.

This was punishment for his stupidity and foolishness.

It's not just me. As far as I know, Asher and Argold are also trying to find ways for Bella to conceive in om Meridan." Drew placed his hands on C Justin's shoulders heavily and stared at him with an intense gaze. "Even if we don't have any methods now, you shouldn't give up! If we take good care and fertilize barren land, it might be fertile again one day.

But if you castrate yourself now, we will lose all hope! You can't even take a bit of criticism now. What will you do when you join our family? You'd be gone in two days! My brothers mouths aren't any better than mine.

"I understand. Thank you, Drew." Justin looked at him and smiled.

Drew heaved a sigh of relief and tore the surgery bill in half.

After Bella finished her IV, Justin waited in the ward until she woke up before carrying her into the car and returning home.

Drew suddenly visited today because he wanted to see his sister after reaching Savrow and to attend Yasmin's funeral at Ryan's invitation.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1968-In the quiet of the night, Drew settled down in the guest room while the couple cuddled on their bed.

Justin held Bella in his arms, occasionally kissing her still-warm forehead. Her high fever had subsided a little, and it was not burning anymore.

Bella felt limp and weak, but being in the man's embrace and taken care of made her feel comfortable. Her cheeks were rosy as she whimpered like a kitten.

The sickly beauty looked pitiful, her eyes glistening. It aroused Justin's desire to ravage her.

But Justin would not bully her anymore. The more he loved her, the more he needed to restrain himself.

"Did Drew say anything else to you after that?" Bella could not help worrying.

After all, Drew had a sharp tongue that he inherited from Wyatt.

Justin shook his head slightly and tucked her under the blanket. "Rest well.

Sleep early and recover soon. We have an early morning the day after."

"Yeah. We need to attend Yasmin's funeral." Bella's heart felt a pang of pain, tears welling in her eyes. "The things that happened recently are too saddening.

I hope a tragedy like this will never, ever happen again. I hope everyone can find their happiness."

"We will, Bella. We will." Justin pressed his lips against hers, murmuring hoarsely.

"I saw Drew's repulsive attitude today. It seems like he won't get over it." Bella pouted, feeling a little sullen.

Justin thought for a while and asked softly, "Bella, Madam Sasha… Did she really…"

"Aunt Sasha removed her uterus, but nobody forced her to. She did that willingly."

Suddenly, Bella recalled when she vehemently refused to let Sasha join their family. She lowered her eyes sadly. "No… I forced her. Back then, I said a lot of hurtful words to slander her to prevent her from joining our family, and I looked down on her background. I said she hooked up with Wyatt to climb the social ladder, to use Wyatt's influence to wash away their family's criminal records and have a share in KS Group's assets…

"That was when she removed her uterus, using her actions to prove she did not choose to follow Wyatt because of his money. After that, she cut off all contact with her father and never returned."

Justin listened quietly, feeling a sense of sorrow. At the same time, he raised his hand to rub Bella's hair gently, comforting her silently.

"At this point, I can't say that Aunt I Sasha's choice was right, but I also can't blame or hate her. Like Aunt Mila and Aunt Celeste, Aunt Sasha has been amazing to me, Wyatt, and my siblings."

The corners of Bella's eyes moistened. "So, I thought… I was the unforgivable sinner. Perhaps because of my youthful arrogance and rash words, Aunt Sasha lost her right to become a mother. Now, karma has come for me."

Justin immediately covered her mouth, his chest heaving. He was in so much pain that it felt like a knife had carved a hole in his chest. "Bella, don't say that. It has nothing to do with you. If there is karma, it should come for me instead."

Bella's warm kiss landed on his palm. "Your 'karma' has already arrived. You will be bound to me for the rest of your life. I'm a difficult woman to please, you know."

It was still a place of indulgence and debauchery in Pivotage at midnight.

In a luxurious private room, Christopher was negotiating a multi-million-dollar deal with a buyer from Terranova.

If they could successfully ship their batch of new products to Terranova and dominate the market there, lit could open up new opportunities, and their initial investment would multiply significantly. When demand and supply increased, the profit would be immeasurable.

Christopher clinked glasses with the buyer, switching between languages. He looked graceful and refined.

Whether it was in his nature or acquired after spending time with Grant, there was always a type of bookish demeanor in Christopher.

But such a gentle and calm man did all sorts of inhumane and heinous deeds in the shadows.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door.

Taylor entered and hurriedly walked over to Christopher, whispering in his ear, "Mr. Christopher, someone from the Larson family is here."

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1969-Upon hearing it, Christopher's eyes darkened. "Ask him to wait for me in another room." After settling his customers down, Christopher excused himself and slipped next door.

Just as Christopher walked through the door, Aaron, who was calming his nerves with alcohol, immediately sprang up and rushed to him. Aaron glared at him with red eyes. "What the hell was that?! How could someone die?!"

"Mr. Larson, I don't understand what you're saying." Christopher smiled nonchalantly.

Aaron was evidently panicked. Although they were alone in the room, he still kept his voice down. "Is there a problem with those drugs you gave me?! I've

only spread them out two times. Why is there already someone dead?!"

Christopher was still smiling, brushing it off. "Drugs are poison. Those people are taking poison. Isn't it normal if they died?"

"But they only took it twice before they went mad and died! I've never seen drugs like this!"

"Now you've seen it."

Aaron's expression was stiff and pale. He suddenly grabbed Christopher's collar.

"Christopher! Don't play games with me! Do you think you can escape unscathed if anything happened to me? We're in the same boat! If I'm in trouble, I'll definitely drag you down with me!"

"Look at you, so impulsive, crying over such a small matter."

Christopher's smile froze, and he pushed Aaron away, slowly raising his hand to smooth out the wrinkled collar. "This is a new type of drug and has recently entered the market abroad. It's normal if someone takes it for the first time and cannot handle it."

"Then what should we do now?! I heard that someone who took this drug suddenly went mad on the road today and died right there! His death was horrifying, like he had epilepsy!" Aaron panicked. "The police will definitely perform an autopsy on him. If they found that he took drugs and tracked it to the Larson Group, what should we do?!"

"Didn't I ask you to sell those drugs to underground organizations in Savrow and other places?"

Christopher sat gracefully on the sofa, pouring a glass of whiskey for himself. His tone was slow and collected. The man who died belongs to the Southern Star Syndicate. He's a wicked gang member. Who knows what else he might have taken before your drugs? The police won't treat this case seriously."

"You… How are you so sure?!" Aaron was still doubtful. "No matter what, it's a human life. And he died on the street! How can the police ignore it?!"

Christopher smiled contemptuously, shaking his head.

Alvin Larson made it big by selling medicine, which showed that he was smart.

But his eldest son was an idiot whose brain was clearly underdeveloped.

"Firstly, he died due to an overdose.

Even if he did take something, it was of his own accord, so it doesn't count as murder. Besides, the drug does have a side effect. It will trigger hidden health issues in people who might not be aware of them. That man who died probably had epilepsy, but he just didn't know it." Christopher sipped wine lazily, mixing truth and lies to handle Aaron.

After listening to it, Aaron's tense expression eased a little.

"Anyway, just rest assured. The drug is fine. The problem is with the people taking the drugs."

After that, Christopher had a few more drinks with Aaron before having Taylor send him back.

Soon, Taylor returned with a dark expression. "Mr. Christopher, it looks like things are getting messy. If anything goes wrong and the police investigate Aaron, he might fat you out…"

"Don't worry. It's not that easy. Besides, I won't give Aaron a chance to implicate me."

Despite his words, Christopher's smile faded, and his gaze gradually turned sinister. But we can confirm that the second round of experiments failed too."

Taylor sighed. "Yes. I've compiled the data and sent it to Ms Amaryllis. She will send it to the research center in Meridan."

Christopher gritted his teeth frustratingly. The repeated experiment failures caused a fire to burn inside him.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1970-Christopher's mother suffered from Alzheimer's, and it had reached a critical stage. So he longed for this new drug to save his mother's life.

"Contact Chief Willow and send reliable people to handle this matter properly."

"Understood."

At this moment, his phone vibrated. Seeing the caller ID, Christopher immediately straightened his back and picked up the call after taking a deep breath.

"Sir."

"The experiment failed again?" Grant's voice was smooth and calm, but the tone was oppressive, making Christopher feel suffocated.

Christopher knew the failure had nothing to do with him since he did not develop the drug, but his heart still tightened.

"Yes…"

"It's fine. We have a long way to go."

Grant seemed to be comforting himself, his tone becoming gentler. "But your plan was good. I didn't expect the Larson family to get involved so soon. Chris, I was right about you. It seemed like supporting you back then was the right choice."

Chris… Chris…

The distant memory he cherished flooded his mind.

A young Bella with a delicate, doll-like face stood on a steep hill, basking in the gentle and warm sunlight. Her spirited eyes shone as if they carried the stars inside.

She extended her soft hand toward him. "Don't be scared! I'll pull you up!"

Young Christopher was scared, but with Bella by his side, he forgot about his fear, only thinking about getting close to her.

He grabbed her hand with great difficulty and held it tightly. Hand in hand, they reached the top of the hill.

Thanks to Bella, he saw breathtaking scenery that he could not forget for the rest of his life. A sea of roses grew wildly across the hill, blooming beautifully.

But he only loved the girl beside him.

Christopher blinked away the sting in his eyes as if a needle had pierced his beautiful bubble.

Now, he had nothing-no roses, no Bella.

All that he had was a world woven with bloodlust and desire, pulling him deeper into the abyss.

my "Everything I am today is thanks to your trust and support. Without you, mother and I would never have the chance to return to Savrow and the Iverson Group."

"But you must be careful. The Larson family is no ordinary household. Their youngest son is hitting it off with Asher and has close relationship with the stil indifferent and emotionel.net Thompson family." Grant's tone was you make a wrong move and it "If backfires, it would not be worth it."

'Thanks for your reminder. I'm prepared. Christopher quick I agreed.

The Larson family is full of scholars, and their pharmaceutical company is worth billions. How did they end up like this?"

Grant's magnetic voice rang out hauntingly in his ear. "Their company has been researching a new drug recently as well.

Investigate if there are any problems. It might be useful el.net leverage."

Christopher's gaze darkened. "I understand."