The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Bethany said, "Also, you work so hard every day! You exhausted yourself for the company, yet Grandpa doesn't appreciate it at
all. How could he embarrass you like that in front of others? It's truly disheartening."
Bethany not only smeared her sister but also stabbed her grandfather in the back. With Shannon dead, the only person left in the
Salvador family she could rely on was Gregory.
Since the old man was no longer on her side, she decided to sow discord to further worsen the relationship between father and
son.
Sure enough, Gregory's face darkened like the bottom of a pot after Bethany finished speaking. She was secretly pleased.
Suddenly, she remembered Shannon mentioning that her father and uncle had conflicts, so she decided to use this to deepen
the rift. "Dad, what do you think Grandpa means? Does he still believe that Uncle Gary can come back to life?"
Paul looked at Bethany in shock.
Gregory's large hand on the table clenched tightly. He slowly lifted his eyelids, and the unprecedented coldness in his eyes made
Bethany shiver.
"What did you say?"
"Dad, I heard... Grandpa has always favored Uncle Gary and has shown little care for you. As the eldest son, you were
supposed to inherit the family business unless you were weak and sickly like my big brother Grant. I think Grandpa seemed very
dissatisfied with you being the head of the family. Hmph, but what can he do if he's dissatisfied? Can he bring Uncle Gary back
to life? Ah!"
Before Bethany could finish her sentence, Gregory suddenly flew into a rage and slapped her hard. The force was so strong that
it left Bethany with a splitting headache. She could even see stars. Gregory pointed at her swollen and disheveled face, his eyes
wide with fury. "Both your grandfather and Gary are your elders! Who gave you the right to speak ill of them? Get out of here!"
Bethany's mind was blank as she clutched her face and ran out of the study, terrified.
Gregory suddenly collapsed back into his chair, panting heavily. His face was as pale as a sheet of paper, and his forehead was
covered in cold sweat.
Paul hurriedly brought the tea. "Chairman Salvador, please drink some tea. Don't get too worked up. You need to take care of
your health."

Gregory tried to pick up the teacup, but his hand trembled so much that he failed repeatedly.
"Paul, do you think my father has always suspected me?"
Paul's pupils contracted. He knew Gregory was referring to the incident thirty years ago when Nigel's favorite second son died of
a heart attack in prison.
"No, he probably hasn't suspected you," Paul whispered, even though they were alone in the study. "If he had suspected you,
why would he let you inherit the Salvador family business? Just based on this, he must not have suspected you were involved in
that matter."
Gregory held his head with his trembling hands. His eyes were clouded as he said, "But now he is giving the business that I
couldn't to show that he has always control to Justin. Isn't that a net harbored resentment toward me?
He never intended for me to be the heir, did he? He chose me only because Gary died. And now that the younger generation has
grown up and can surpass us, he is eager to let Justin take control of Salvador Corporation. He overstepped his bounds!"
"You're overthinking this. Young Master Justinis indeed very capable, which is why Old Master Nigel trusts him with important
responsibilities," Paul continued to comfort him.
"Besides, you are bound by blood. When you retire, the Salvador family will still belong to Young Master Justin. It won't fall into
the hands of outsiders."
"That may be true, but Justin's heart has never been with me because of his mother! Now, he is getting closer to the old man and
has allied with Bella. The further consolidates his power in Salvador Corporation, my only outcome will be forced retirement,
subject to his whims."
Gregory's eyes snapped open, his expression turning sinister. "Book me a ticket to Meridan. I miss Grant. It's time for a visit."