The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"Mr. Salvador? Mr. Salvador?"
Clarice tilted her head, smiling warmly. "What are you thinking about so intently? Or... Is there something on my face?"
"No."
Justin abruptly snapped back to reality, feeling a bit sad.
Little Dove was Justin's savior. They had fought side by side and escaped death together. Without her, he would not have made
it back to Savrow alive, let alone become the president of Salvador Corporation. Nor would he have had the chance to fall in love
with Bella.
He could never forget Little Dove's kindness. However, despite his efforts to find her, she seemed to have vanished into thin air
without a trace.
When Grant mentioned that this woman had once worked for Doctor Without Borders in Kridor, a wave of emotion surged within
Justin.
His gaze toward her grew increasingly complex.
"If you're interested in my story, perhaps when you visit Mr. Grant here in Meridan next time, I can share it with you at length,"
Clarice said with a gentle smile, her voice soft and sweet.
"You've misunderstood, Ms. Amaryllis. Your experiences simply reminded me of an old acquaintance. There's nothing more to it,"
Justin replied coldly, withdrawing his gaze as he elegantly picked up his teacup Clarice bit her lower lip.
"Alright, Clarice. My brother has always been a man of few words. Stop teasing him."
Grant then changed the subject. "Justin, I know you didn't travel all the way here just to visit me."
Justin's throat tightened, "Grant, I..."
"Don't worry. You can tell me anything. Even if you came here with a purpose, I won't be mad at you. Seeing you again brings me
more joy than anything else."
Grant smiled warmly and spoke earnestly. "So, what's troubling you? Tell me all about it."

"Grant, someone very important to me is ill. There's a special medication in Meridan that can treat his condition. However,
despite all my efforts, I couldn't get my hands on it. So, I thought of you.
Considering your close connections with the Reeds, you must have a wide network. Could you please help me find out..."
As he was speaking, Justin took out his phone and showed Grant a photo of the medication. "How can I acquire this medicine?"
Grant smiled knowingly. "Is the person you're talking about Chairman Thompson?"
Justin felt a sudden tightness in his chest.
Clarice glanced at the screen and said, "This is a medication for stroke. Did Chairman Thompson have a stroke?"
Justin's sharp gaze suddenly turned to her. His gaze was like a blade of cold steel cutting through the air.
Despite her experience handling high-stakes situations alongside Grant, Clarice felt a chill run through her under Justin's intense
scrutiny. "Justin, please don't misunderstand Clarice."
Grant took a sip of tea. "Even if you hadn't told me, I would've known you came for someone from the Thompson family. The only
person who could make you this concerned, to the point of traveling so far to seek my help, would only be someone related
Chairman Thompson's someone related to Ms..hospitalization was kept secret. However, nothing can really stay hidden in the
world of top-tier financiers. Clarice was merely analyzing it logically."
"Since we've come this far, there's no need for me to hide anything anymore."
Justin set down his teacup, deliberated for a moment, and then spoke slowly. "I came here because of Chairman Thompson's
illness. I want to bring the medicine back as soon as possible. My beloved growing more haggard each day worrying about her

father. How can I call myself a man if I stand by and do nothing?"
Grant nodded thoughtfully. "I understand. Your feelings for Ms. Thompson really touched me."