The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 1208

Justin understood Bella’s intentions and hugged her tenderly. “I know you’re doing this for Amelia. Everything you do is to prevent her from marrying into the Iverson family.”

His understanding made her feel bittersweet, and she murmured in his arms, “I just hate myself for not being strong enough. This is the only way I can think of. Do you think I’m ridiculous?”

Justin felt a tingle in his nose as he gently stroked her back. “No, I think you’re very smart. At the moment, this is the best way. And I don’t think Wilson will hold a grudge against Chairman Thompson for this. A true businessman weighs the pros and cons. He should still choose KS Group. Even if you can’t cooperate with Journey Ventures, don’t worry. With me in charge, Iverson Group won’t have an easy time.”

Bella was moved, her eyes brimming with tears. Although she had a father who was a top businessman and brothers who were capable, she was stubbornly independent. She had always dealt with difficulties on her own and did not rely on anyone. She did not want to worry her loved ones.

Justin was the first person she wanted to rely on, and she wanted to lean on him for the rest of her life.

Suddenly, the tranquil atmosphere was shattered by a loud noise.

“Who is it?” Both of them frowned deeply, turning to look in the direction of the sound.

At that moment, a figure flashed past.

“Justin, we must catch the person hiding in the dark. He might be eavesdropping!” Bella’s eyes narrowed coldly. “Our conversation just now involved business secrets. If it reaches the ears of the Iverson family, it will be troublesome!”

Justin nodded sternly, his handsome face cold and resolute as he dashed in the direction the shadow had disappeared.

Justin was skilled and had excellent eyesight, quickly catching up to the person. “Stop! Don’t make me attack you.”

The person stood with his back to him, slightly bent over. The man was panting heavily and was in a bad state.

Justin furrowed his brows, feeling a sense of familiarity with the man. “Who are you?”