The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 2035

Watson’s pen hovered in mid-air, his gaze drawn in surprise to the door as he heard the formidable voice cut through the tense air.

The familiar, authoritative tone struck like a cold, gleaming sword aimed straight at Christopher’s back.

He gritted his teeth and narrowed his eyes as he turned to see the source of the voice.

There, Justin was striding into the room with undeniable authority. His commanding presence sharpened with Ian’s imposing figure closely following behind.

“M-Mr. Salvador!” Watson’s previously ashen face lit up with a glimmer of hope.

Although Watson had never met Justin, the mere presence of this man brought him an inexplicable sense of reassurance.

After all, Wyatt, known for his impeccable judgment, had chosen Justin as his prospective son-in-law.

The fact that Wyatt would entrust his beloved daughter to Justin spoke volumes about the latter’s remarkable character and capability.

This was a stark contrast to Christopher, who, despite his outward charm, was revealed to be a deceitful and cruel character.

“Justin, what are you doing here?” Christopher asked, his eyes dark with menace.

“Whatever you’re here to do, I’m here for the same purpose,” Justin responded, his tone calm and unyielding. While his demeanor was devoid of overt threats or provocations, his noble and aloof air radiated an inherent intimidation.

In comparison, Christopher’s sinister expression seemed petty and inconsequential, lacking the noble presence that Justin effortlessly exuded.

Taylor clenched his fists, his gaze fixed menacingly on Justin.

Ian, too, tightened his fists, ready to pounce when necessary.

“Just now, I overheard most of the conversation between you and Chairman Jenkins.”

Justin’s lips curled into a charming smile. His starry eyes softened with a hint of indulgence. “Sorry, I learned it from my wife. I hope you won’t mind, Chairman Jenkins.”

Justin’s presence made Christopher seethe with jealousy. His veins throbbed with rage, and his chest burned with frustration.

“Not at all! It’s an honor for me to meet you, Mr. Salvador!” Though Justin was young enough to be Watson’s son, he spoke to him in a deferential tone.

“Chairman Jenkins, the Southern Star Group is the culmination of your life’s work. You must not sell it.”

Justin’s gaze turned frosty as he glanced at Christopher. “Even if you want to sell, it should not be to someone like Chairman Iverson. His words aren’t worth believing.”

Christopher jumped up suddenly, his chair crashing to the floor.

“He claims he’ll help you rescue Mr. Storm, but after you sign the contract, he could easily backtrack. Wouldn’t you end up losing both your company and your ally? This is his usual tactic. If you don’t believe it, you might want to visit the prison and check on James and Astrid Iverson. That way, you’ll understand his methods better.”

Watson’s eyes widened in realization.

In his desperate bid to save his godson, Watson nearly fell into Christopher’s trap.

Deception was common in business. Promises without proof were easily reneged.

“Chairman Iverson, please get out of here!”