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The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2253-Bella squinted her bleary, dim eyes and silently stared at Asher for a moment. She shifted her body slightly, then closed her eyes again.

"Either you forget Justin, or you get up and awaken his feelings for you, making him fall in love with you again." Asher's eyes were intense, his dark pupils flickering with two flames." What is the point of wasting your life like this?"

"You're so noisy..." Bella buried her small face deep into the pillow. Her black hair spread across the white bedsheet, making her seem even more fragile and pitiable. "Go away... I want to sleep!"

The eldest brother was like a father; Asher saw this and felt a mix of anger, pain, and helplessness.

No matter how others tried to persuade her, it would be in vain. The only one who could unlock her heart was Justin.

"Ms. Bella, if you are hungry, you can ask the hotel chef to prepare something for you. Why are you just eating instant noodles?" Steven was deeply worried. "Eating too much instant noodles is bad for your health. What do you want to eat? I will make it for you."

"Instant noodles are tasty... I love them." Bella's voice was muffled but not entirely despondent. She still responded to questions.

Ralph understood that their little sister was a mischievous one. The normal approach would not work, so he needed an unconventional strategy.

He walked to the bed, leaned in close to her ear, and whispered like a devil, "I found out who has been in contact with Christopher these past few days."

A few seconds later, Bella sat up abruptly, her almond-shaped eyes wide open. "Who?!" "Oh, my... You reek!" Ralph pinched his nose in exaggerated disgust. "Tomorrow morning, the cleaning lady will come in and probably call the police, thinking it's a crime scene." Steven found Ralph's description too exaggerated, frowning and chuckling at the same time. "Go take a shower, then eat something proper. If you do as I say, I'll tell you what I found out."

This trick worked. Bella quickly climbed out of bed, her bare feet shuffling as she stumbled toward the bathroom.

Asher watched Bella's back, his brows knitting tighter. He saw her slightly hunched over, her thin legs trembling gently.

"Bella, what is wrong?" Asher asked with concern.

"I'm fine.... I will just wash up. It won't take long." Bella replied softly, her voice as faint as a

mosquito's buzz.

Asher sensed something was wrong with her breathing, and his heart tightened. He rushed towards her. "Bella, are you feeling unwell? I'll take you to the hospital right now!" "I'm not..."

The next moment, Bella felt a severe cramp in her stomach, like a spiny hedgehog running amok inside.

A spasm seized her, and she doubled over, coughing up a mouthful of bright red blood. "Bella!" Asher and Ralph shouted in unison, rushing to her side.

Steven, terrified out of his wits, quickly grabbed his phone to call for an ambulance.

Bella's eyes dimmed, her mouth still full of blood. Cradled in her brother's arms, she gradually lost consciousness.

After a comprehensive physical examination, Justin met the discharge standards and could return home to recuperate.

Ian brought over a new outfit, helping Justin put them on piece by piece.

While tying the tie, he naturally thought of those countless sunny mornings when Bella had always tied Justin's tie for him.

Bella was skilled. She could tie all sorts of styles, and every time she finished, Justin would wrap his arms around her from behind, hold her tight, and kiss her deeply.

Would there ever be another chance to see such a beautiful scene again?

Ian, feeling unwilling, muttered, "Um, Mr. Salvador..."

Justin remained silent, his long lashes lowered, his cold eyes glancing at him.

Just as Ian gathered his courage to mention Bella, a figure in a white coat leisurely walked in from outside the door.

"Mr. Justin, you look quite good today." Clarice smiled gently, her expression calm as she walked up to him. "Congratulations on your recovery and discharge!"

As she spoke, she brought out a bouquet of creamy white tulips that had been hidden behind her, then presented them to him.

Justin hesitated for a moment, but eventually took them. "Thank you, Dr. Amaryllis."

"Old Master Nigel and Chairman Salvador are on their way to pick you up. Your elders are very concerned about you." Clarice's light pink lips curved slightly. "Mr. Grant is not feeling well today, so he sent me to pick you up. If you need any assistance, I am a doctor after all, and it's good to have someone to rely on."

Justin's voice was low, his expression indifferent. "Grant is very thoughtful."

Ian stood behind this woman, silently observing her from head to toe. For some reason, every time he saw her, he felt uncomfortable, as if something was pressing against his chest, blocking his airways.

It was a feeling both familiar and strange, indescribably odd.

Just then, Ian's phone rang. It was a call from the board, and he could not delay it, so he hurried out to answer it.

At this moment, only Justin and Clarice remained in the ward.

The man turned around to face the mirror, trying to tie his tie by himself.

However, after a few minutes, it was still a mess, with no order at all.

Justin frowned, a thin layer of sweat forming on his forehead. In his frustration, he blurted out, "Bella, help me."

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2254-The air in the room was still.

"Bella."

Clarice heard the name clearly. Alarm bells went off in her mind.

The Boss had promised her that the drug would completely disrupt the emotional system and that it would erase all lingering affection for Bella. He assured her that Justin would no longer feel anything for his former lover.

If that were true, why was he mentioning that woman again?

Justin stared at his reflection in the mirror, his eyes unfocused. He had always believed that he did not need anyone in his life. Yet, when he absentmindedly called out for Bella, he felt an undeniable emptiness. A hollow space echoed deep inside him, and it refused to be ignored.

He had not yet realized that this echo existed because his heart had never truly forgotten Bella.

While Justin was lost in his thoughts, a pair of delicate hands glided over his shoulders, slipping around his neck. A faint, alluring scent drifted into his nose.

Justin glanced down and found Clarice, her eyes soft and filled with warmth. His expression immediately hardened.

"It seems that you're not very skilled at tying a tie, Mr. Justin," Clarice said gently, her fingers tracing the deep gray fabric of his tie. Her voice was soft and persuasive. "Let me help you. The board of directors will be arriving soon. You wouldn't want to look unpresentable, would you?"

Even though she wore high heels, the man's towering height forced her on her tiptoes, drawing them closer. Their breaths mingled, and their noses were nearly touching.

Justin's brows furrowed slightly, and just as he parted his lips to speak, a set of heavy footsteps echoed from the doorway.

He raised his head sharply, only to see Arnold's cold expression as he stood there, witnessing the whole scene.

From Arnold's angle, Justin and Clarice appeared deeply entangled, as though they were about to kiss.

Arnold's fox-like eyes widened, and the blood in his body surged furiously, rushing straight to his head.

"Ah, Dr. Larson," Clarice greeted with a bright, innocent smile, as though nothing was amiss. "Please don't misunderstand. Mr. Justin seemed to be having trouble with histie, and I was just helping him." Arnold's lips curled into a cold sneer, and he marched directly up to Justin.

Slap !

He swung his hand and delivered a vicious slap across Justin's face!

Justin's head snapped to the side, and a red imprint of Arnold's fingers blossomed on his pale skin.

Clarice quickly stepped in front of Justin. “Dr. Larson! How could you hit him for no reason?"

"You better get out of my way. I'm not a gentleman," Arnold growled, his tongue pressing against the roof of his mouth. "Say another word, and I'll slap you too!"

"You-!"

Furious, Clarice paled but was shoved aside roughly by Arnold.

"Justin, you've been awake for only a few days, and you're already so eager to replace the old with the new?" Arnold's eyes were filled with rage. "Did getting knocked on the head trigger your scumbag instincts? You've got emotional Фло issues, not amnesia, right? Have you forgotten Bella is your girlfriend? "Even if you don't love her anymore, do you have no sense of morality left? How can you be so openly involved with another woman when you already have a girlfriend What kind of person are you?"

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2255-Clarice took a deep breath, maintaining her graceful demeanor. "Dr. Larson, you've misunderstood. I was just helping Mr. Justin with his tie. You don't have to make a big deal out of nothing."

"He's got hands and feet, and at the very least, he has lan. Who are you to interfere?" Arnold shouted back.

The chemistry between people was a strange thing. From the moment Arnold met Clarice, he did not like her. She seemed fake. Additionally, he had heard from Asher, who knew some of the dirty secrets about the Salvador family, that the Salvador brothers were actually half-siblings who were always at odds.

Since Clarice had been linked to the eldest brother, this only made Arnold even more wary of her.

"Dr. Larson, I've already explained everything to Ms. Bella." Justin's thin lips pressed into a pale line, his voice low. "We've broken up."

Arnold's face changed dramatically. He staggered back a step, stunned.

"What did you say?"

Standing quietly to the side, Clarice's face remained composed, but the corner of her lips twitched.

"We broke up," Justin repeated, his tone cold.

"You bastard… You animal!" Arnold lunged forward, grabbing Justin by the collar, his knuckles white with fury.

"Bella wasted her youth on you, lost your child, and gave you everything! She's broken-her heart is shattered, and her body's been ruined. Just an hour ago, she coughed up blood and was rushed to the ICU! She's still unconscious! Even if you don't love her anymore, where's your sense of responsibility? You just walked away? Have you lost your mind?!"

In the past few days, Arnold had forced himself to suppress his anger, not wanting to bring up old wounds and make Bella feel worse. He knew that the fear, worry, and anxiety surrounding her only made her suffering harder to bear. Anyone who had witnessed the love that Justin and Bella once shared could never accept the way things had turned out.

How could Justin claim he no longer loved her after all they had been through? How could he bear the pain?

Upon hearing Arnold's words, Justin's brows furrowed deeply, and his eyes flickered with complicated, incomprehensible emotions. "She coughed up blood? Because of me?"

"Justin, if you still have any shred of decency left, you'll visit Bella." Arnold took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down before violently releasing his grip on Justin's collar. "Even if your love for her is gone, the memories you shared are still in your head, right? "She was the woman you once fought tooth and nail to protect, the one you worked so hard to be with Now you're giving up on her… Does your heart not feel the slightest bit of pain? Are you not afraid that one day you'll regret this more than anything?" With that, Arnold turned and stormed out in anger.

Suddenly, Justin's vision blurred, and a sharp pain stabbed his head. It felt like his skull was about to burst.

"Mr. Justin, what's wrong? A et feeling unwell?" Clarice rushed forward to support him, but Justin shoved her away. "I'm fine. Don't touch me!" Her hands froze awkwardly in midair, and her fingers curled in frustration.

…

After leaving the hospital room, Arnold stormed to the balcony, dialing his lover's number.

"Arnold." Asher's voice was still soft and tender, though it carried a faint trace of exhaustion.

"Asher… I…"

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2256-Arnold had been trying his best to hold back his emotions, but the moment he heard Asher's voice, he burst into tears. "I can't take it anymore… I feel so bad for Bella!"

"Sweetheart, don't cry." Asher quickly comforted him, his voice raspy with emotion. "I know you care about Bella. We all do. But don't worry, she had an acute stomach bleed, and now she's awake. The doctor said it was caused by excessive grief, overdrinking, and irregular eating. Besides, Bella already had stomach problems from her days in the field, treating patients under extreme conditions, barely able to eat properly."

Arnold looked shocked. "Bella was on the battlefield?!"

“During the war in Kridor, she served as a volunteer doctor, helping countless civilians and soldiers from the peacekeeping forces." Asher's tone softened with a mix of pride and sorrow as he mentioned it.

"My God… Everyone in your family has a big heart! Kridor was not only at war but was running rampant with terrorists looting and killing. Bella was just a girl, and she went into such dangerous conditions. How could you let her go?!"

Asher was silent for a moment, then took a deep breath, his voice trembling slightly. "We didn't want her to go, but she was determined to follow Justin. Wherever he went, she would go. None of us could stop her."

Arnold's mind buzzed, and he was taken aback. "Bella went through all that for Justin?!"

"Justin used to be a soldier with the peacekeeping forces and was deployed to Kridor for a crucial mission," Asher said, his voice tight. "Bella only applied to go to Kridor because she wanted to see him. She almost didn't make it back…"

“Justin? He doesn't deserve Bella's love!" Arnold's eyes were bloodshot. He slammed his fist on the balcony railing. "After he woke up, he turned into a complete scumbag! He's been getting cozy with that female doctor who works with Grant, and I caught them myself. I slapped that bastard and told him he was worthless. He even had the nerve to say he already broke up with Bella!"

Tears welled up again as he sobbed. "Asher, honestly… Justin might as well have stayed dead!"

"Arnold…"

"Bella watches him from afar, but he pushes her away and gets close to another woman instead… Asher, who could handle that kind of fall? I regret saving him! I should have just drugged him and left him in @coma. It would've been better than this!" "Arnold, don't forget, Justin became like this for Bella," Asher said, his breathing heavy. "Fate is beyond our control. If they're meant to be, Justin will rediscover his love for her. If not, then this might be the best outcome. As long as ein safe and healthy, that's what matters." Arnold wiped his tears with a handkerchief. "Once I finish up, I'll go visit Bella at the hospital."

"It's okay. You can wait a couple of days. Bella is still weak and needs her rest."

"Asher, don't forget, your birthday is the day after tomorrow." Arnold sniffled, glancing at the wedding ring on his finger, a smile spreading across his face. "You know me I'm not as clever as you at planning surprises. Just tell me what you want…." Asher let out a low chuckle. "Then, don't work overtime the day after tomorrow."

Arnold blinked. "That's all?"

The man's voice grew huskier. "And then wash up and wait for me."

"Damn it, I knew it! You old pervert!" Arnold playfully scolded, his cheeks flushed, but his heart was already with him.

As the sun set, a red glow spread across the sky, and Clarice drove toward Tideview Manor.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2257-In the study, Grant sat poised at his desk, focused on writing calligraphy.

His handwriting was bold and majestic.

"Sir, Justin has been discharged from the hospital," Clarice said as she recalled Arnold's actions, seething with frustration. "That Larson guy is really annoying. Earlier at the hospital, he slapped Justin for Bella's sake and even shoved me! Is he even a man? What kind of person behaves like that?"

Grant smiled faintly and laid out a fresh sheet of paper. "What's wrong? He hit my brother, and now you feel sorry for him?"

"No, I just think he's meddling too much. I'm worried it might disrupt your plans," Clarice said, her eyes darkening. "With someone like him constantly stirring things up and agitating Justin, it could awaken his buried feelings for Bella. If this continues, Justin may really become curious about her again."

"Tonight, get in contact with this person," Grant said, pulling out a file from the drawer and placing it on the desk.

Clarice hurried over, picking it up. Her brow furrowed.

"A member of Overcast? But that organization disbanded long ago. Why are you looking for this person?"

Grant's eyes narrowed slightly. "Keep going through the file."

Clarice turned a few more pages. When she saw a photo of the man, but a familiar face stared back at her, leaving her shocked. "Arnold?! He was part of Overcast?"

"He looks familiar, doesn't he? I was surprised too when I first saw the photo," Grant said, his eyes flashed with amusement. "But that's not Arnold. His name is Kairos Valen. He was a key member of Overcast. Back then, he was Asher's right-hand man and also his first love."

Clarice's eyes filled with admiration. "Sir... You're incredible! How did you even know about this person?"

"I once attempted to dismantle and take over Overcast. If it hadn't been for Asher stepping in at the last minute to save the situation, Overcast would have been mine already," Grant said with a trace of resignation, letting out a sigh. "Asher outmaneuvered me in that fight. I had to concede."

Clarice sneered. "Hmph, but he can't win forever. This time, you'll make sure he loses horribly,"

"At the time, I thought Kairos would be Asher's weak point. I didn't expect him to be so ruthless, going so far to even kill his own lover."

Grant carefully placed his pen down and picked up the freshly drawn calligraphy. "I wonder

if Arnold will be his weak point this time. I'm curious, so I want to test it out."

Clarice, who had been molded by Grant's training, quickly caught on to his meaning.

"I understand. I'll make arrangements tonight."

"Thank you for your efforts."

"For you, sir, I would go through fire and water." Clarice bowed deeply and exited the study.

Grant's face was pale and his eyes cold. He picked up a lighter and set fire to his newly

written calligraphy, watching it burn to ashes.

The paper transformed into flickering flames, dancing like ghosts in his eyes-reflecting both the underworld and hell itself.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2258-Fortunately, due to immediate medical intervention, Bella's acute gastric hemorrhage was not severe.

By evening, she had been transferred to a regular ward to recuperate. Asher stayed by his sister's side without leaving her for a second. Even the workaholic Ralph took leave from his team to stay and help care for her tonight.

Axel and Roza wanted to visit upon hearing the news, but Asher stopped them.

He knew that Bella was devastated and utterly exhausted. If they showed up, she would force herself to act strong and smile through the pain.

She was too tired, and this hospitalization gave her a chance to finally rest. It also prevented her from doing anything drastic, like harming herself in a moment of despair.

"Ralph… Can you tell me now?" Bella leaned weakly against the headboard, blinking her swollen eyes.

Ralph's eyes were red rimmed, and his voice was stifled with emotion. "Bella, you're so stubborn."

"I've always been stubborn."

Bella frowned and managed a smile, although it was pale and weak. "Otherwise… How could Justin and I end up like this? Ash, Ralph… Don't blame him, okay? He didn't do anything wrong. It's me… I'm the one who lost Justin. It's all my fault…"

Before she could finish, her tear-filled eyes overflowed.

"My dear Bella, it's not your fault either. Neither of you are at fault." Asher's large, calloused hands gently held his sister's clenched fists. His chest trembled with overwhelming bitterness, and his heart weighed heavily in his chest as it thudded painfully.

"Bella, can you promise me something? Look forward. Your life isn't just about Justin or about love. You still have Dad, your brothers and sisters, and everyone in the family. Bella, if you fall apart, what will happen to us? Our mother, watching over us from above, would never want to see you give up on life. Don't you think so?"

"Mom…" For the first time since the incident, a faint glimmer of light appeared in Bella's eyes.

Bella remembered how her mother had suffered-imprisoned in Sentania, hunted by the authorities, fleeing across the land through countless hardships.

Her mother barely escaped with her life before she met her father in Hatchbay. They fell in love, became a family, and eventually had her.

Her mother had endured unimaginable suffering, yet she survived, never once faltering.

If Bella were to fall apart now, becoming a shell of herself, how could she ever live up to being her mother's daughter?

She was Bella, not Juliet. She was not someone who would follow another into death just because they were gone.

Besides, Justin was still alive.

She had said it herself. As long as he was living well, that was more important than anything else.

"Ash… I understand what you mean. I will get better… Give me a little more time, and I'll get better," Bella whispered through dry lips, repeating it to convince herself more than Asher.

Each time she repeated it, Asher's heart ached even more.

"I looked into it. One of the last people Christopher met caught my attention," Ralph suddenly interrupted, breaking the somber mood with his serious tone.

Bella's body jerked forward. "Who?!"

"Grant's personal doctor, Clarice."

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2259-Asher's brow furrowed, and Bella's eyes grew cold. The siblings spoke in unison.

"Her?!"

Ralph nodded gravely. "Two days before Christopher's death, Clarice conducted a charitable medical check-up for the prisoners at the detention center. Not long after that, Christopher was reported to have died from heart failure. Although there's no concrete evidence proving it was Clarice's doing, of the people Christopher came into contact with before his death, she's the one with both the opportunity and the means to make it happen. Her sudden appearance at the detention center is just too suspicious, isn't it?"

Bella leaned back against the headboard, her long lashes casting shadows as she lowered her eyes.

"Let's assume Clarice was responsible. That would mean Grant knew Christopher. He must have sent Clarice to get rid of Christopher, likely fearing that if Christopher stood trial, he would reveal something damning about Grant. So, they silenced him to cover their tracks."

Bella's imagination had always been impressive, and her ability to connect the dots was unmatched. Even with just a few scraps of information, she could craft bold and shocking theories.

Asher's eyes widened. "Grant knew Christopher? But they don't have any connections."

Ralph agreed. "After learning that Clarice had interacted with Christopher, I immediately looked into her background. There's no record of her ever knowing him. Their pasts don't intersect in any way."

"But why would she randomly conduct a check-up there? Ralph, you also said it seemed sudden," Bella pondered.

"It wasn't just a check-up. She's become a special consultant to the prison. All the paperwork is done, and the city has already approved it. She officially starts next month."

Ralph's brows knitted tightly together. "There's definitely some uncanny coincidence here. Bella, I wish it were that easy to catch the culprit, but we can't arrest anyone without solid proof. Theories alone won't cut it."

"Grant has been away from Savrow for almost twenty years. We have no idea what he's been involved in or who he's been meeting. Somehow, he knows everything about what's happening here, down to the smallest detail."

Bella shook her head and massaged her aching temples as painful memories surged back like a tide. "When I was imprisoned on Rose Island by Christopher, I once overheard him on a phone call. He mentioned the drug Justin was taking. He spoke with such respect and deference, addressing the person as 'Sir.' "This man has been pulling Christopher's strings, the one directing him to take over the Iverson Group and carry out those human experiments. The man on the phone clearly had a deep understanding of the drug. Grant also has significant connections in the field of biopharmaceuticals in Meridan. Are all these things just coincidences?"

A heavy silence filled the hospital room, its weight unsettling.

Everything was too complicated, too full of deception and intrigue. Ralph's mind was spinning.

"Bella, I get it-villains don't walk around with 'bad guy' written on their foreheads. But what would his motive be? He's the eldest son of the Salvador family, born to the legitimate wife of Chairman Salvador. By status, he outranks Justin. Now that he's back, if he wanted power, Justin might not even stand a chance. Why bother with all these underhanded tricks? If this blows up in his face, the consequences will be catastrophic. The risks are enormous!"

Bella closed her eyes, which were bloodshot from exhaustion, and exhaled heavily. "I know. That's what I haven't been able to figure out yet."

"Still, things aren't the same as they used to be," Asher said, his expression dark. "Firstly, Grant has been away from the Salvador family for too long. Justin has gradually taken control of the Salvador Corporation. Justin's network in Savrow is vast, and he has the support of Chairman Salvador. It won't be easy for Grant to regain power.

"In the past, Grant had the backing of the Fowler family. But his mother is gone, and the Fowler family has collapsed. He has no external support and has lost the favor of Chairman Salvador. His situation must be incredibly difficult."

Bella, who was too young to remember the fall of the Fowler family, could not help but ask." Ash, do you know what happened with the Fowler family?"

Meanwhile, outside the hospital room- Justin, almost as if guided by an invisible force, stood at the door. He had been standing there silently for nearly half an hour.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2260- "Back in the day, the Fowler family was a powerful family, on par with the current Salvador family. Chairman Salvador's first wife was the second daughter of the Fowler family, Isla Fowler. Their marriage had been arranged by Old Master Nigel, and it was widely known as a business alliance.

"Rumor had it that they barely saw each other before the wedding. There was no love or any emotional foundation at all. Old Master Nigel orchestrated the union solely to save the Salvador Corporation from the economic crisis of that era.” Bella listened to her brother's words in silence. "Marriages of convenience among wealthy families is not a new concept. Even Old Master Nigel once thought of marrying Justin to the Iverson family."

“Isla only had one son, which was Grant, the eldest son of the Salvador family. Although the relationship between her and Chairman Salvador wasn't particularly good, there weren't any public scandals either. The Salvador family benefited from their alliance with the Fowler family, and Isla gave the family an heir. Even if Chairman Salvador had complaints, he couldn't possibly show them."

Ralph seemed engrossed in the story.

"What happened next?" Bella asked.

Asher's gaze darkened. "One night, Isla took her own life by the lake at Tideview Manor, using a hunting rifle."

Bella's eyes widened in shock, her spine prickling with cold sweat. "She shot herself? Why?!"

"Whoa! Isla must have been something else!" Ralph exclaimed, stunned. "Most people who commit suicide try to avoid pain by jumping off a building, slitting their wrists, or overdosing on pills. She shot herself? She really wanted to end it all!"NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

Asher's brows knitted slightly as he sighed. "The truth behind Isla's death has always been a mystery. Our father has always been a gossip lover. Back then, he had a friend who was always snooping around Chairman Salvador. Even though the Salvador family tried to keep it under wraps, word still leaked out."

Suddenly, Bella recalled something. "That year, Justin's mother was pregnant. Could Isla have killed herself because Chairman Salvador had a mistress?"

Ralph's heart pounded. "A child at the age of four can already remember things. If Isla's death was really caused by an affair, wouldn't that mean that Grant could have grown up holding a grudge and might be seeking revenge on Justin? He might have ulterior motives coming back this time! Justin could be in danger!" Content belongs to NovelDrama.Org Bella's heart raced as she listened to her brother's concerns.

"It seems more complicated than that." Asher furrowed his brows in deep thought before continuing in a low voice, "When I was younger, Dad once mentioned that Isla was a very strange woman. She never liked being around people. After their marriage, Chairman Salvado@never took her out in public, and she rarely left the house. There were no reports of her having close friends among the rich housewives either. She was an incredibly low-profile, mysterious woman. Content belongs to NovelDrama.Org "Once, Dad accompanied Mom to the hospital for a checkup and ran into Isla. She looked unwell, pale, and dazed. They barely got a glimpse of her before she disappeared. At that time, Grant had just been born."

"Maybe it was postpartum depression." Bella pursed her lips. "Many women suffer from it when they don't get proper care after childbirth. If it was left untreated, then she found out Chairman Salvador was cheating on her; it could've pushed her over the edge."

Asher nodded. "That sounds possible."

"But what does Isla's suicide have to do with the Fowler family's downfall?" Bella still looked puzzled. "Didn't her brother manage the family's business?"

"He was involved in several murder cases."

"Wait!" Ralph's attention peaked the moment he heard 'murder', being a police officer. His eyes gleamed. "I remember an old colleague at the station mentioning this! Thirty years ago, the head of the Fowler family killed two mistresses abroad. After returning, he raped and murdered a 16-year-old girl, dismembered her body, and disposed of the parts in his car. When they arrested him, he didn't even show any fear or remorse. He even smiled bizarrely at the cameras! My colleague said that in his decades of service, that man was the most psychotic criminal he ever arrested." "Yes, that was Isla's brother." Asher let out a long sigh, visibly unsettled as he recounted the story. "After Chairman Fowler was imprisoned, the Fowler Group was left without a leader. Eventually, their rivals took over, and the family crumbled completely."

Bella felt a chill spread through her chest, clenching her teeth in disgust. "What a monster!"

Outside the room, Steven hurriedly approached with a lunchbox in hand. When he saw Justin standing utterly still at the door like a frozen statue, he was so startled that he almost dropped the box.