The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 2390

This situation had spiraled far beyond Jack’s expectations, layered with complexities and hidden agendas.

Justin sat tall, his posture straight and demeanor upright, exuding an air of righteous confidence.

His military background shone through, his presence steady and commanding—completely at odds with someone allegedly controlled by drug addiction.

“I didn’t know it was a drug,” Justin added, his tone calm yet resolute. “As you mentioned, this is a new designer drug that only emerged in Savrow two months ago. Even those as experienced as you have just recently encountered it. How could someone like me, with no prior exposure, recognize it?”

Justin’s piercing gaze met Jack’s.

“Secondly, if I had known, I would never have taken it. My body is already facing health challenges. Adding drug use would be suicidal. Do you think I value my life so little?”

He paused, his words sharp and unwavering. “Am I so tired of living that I’d dig my own grave?”

Jack hesitated, grappling with the sheer conviction emanating from Justin. His argument was logical, his presence commanding. It was difficult to reconcile this man with the image of a drug addict.

Clarence broke the silence, his tone measured but firm. “Captain Lowe, I suggest you summon Dr. Amaryllis for questioning immediately. If she was the one providing the medication, she must know its origin. Furthermore, if the pills found in Mr. Salvador’s office are indeed Crystal Ice, then Dr. Amaryllis is a prime suspect.”

He leaned forward, his voice unyielding. “She has unrestricted access to the Salvador family and is close to Mr. Salvador as his personal physician. You have to consider the likelihood that she planted the drugs in his office.”

Jack froze. Clarence’s reasoning struck a chord, raising questions he had not yet considered.

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Late into the night. Gregory sat in his armchair in his study at Tideview Manor, his chest heavy with frustration. His expression was clouded with worry as Paul massaged his shoulders.

“How could Justin be involved with drugs? That’s not the son I know,” Gregory muttered, his voice laced with disbelief.

“Dad, please take care of your health,” Grant said, stepping forward. He poured a cup of tea and placed it before his father. “I’ll handle Justin’s situation. I’ll get him out as soon as possible and minimize the damage to the Salvador Corporation.”