The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 2404

Dr. Wagner recognized the stunning face before him. Alarm bells rang in his mind. He instinctively took a step back and asked, “What do you want?”

In Savrow, everyone knew the inseparable bond between Bella and Justin. Having betrayed Justin, Dr. Wagner felt guilty and could not even meet Bella’s gaze.

“Dr. Wagner, please get in my car. There are some things I’d like to discuss with you.” Bella said with a faint smile, her emotions unreadable.

“I have nothing to say to you,” Dr. Wagner replied, fumbling for his keys as he turned to hurry into his home.

But just as he reached the door, Bella’s calm yet sharp voice rang out. “When you decided to stab Justin in the back, you should’ve known you weren’t just going against him. You were also provoking KS Group, the force behind him. You should’ve realized it was only a matter of time before I came knocking on your door.”

Dr. Wagner, who was facing away from her, trembled visibly.

“Shut up, you bitch! What do you think you’re going to do to my dad? How dare you threaten him!” The angry roar came from Dr. Wagner’s son, Jerome, who stormed out of the house like a rabid dog.

His eyes were bloodshot and wild, his face twisted with hostility as he glared at Bella’s composed expression.

Bella met his gaze fearlessly, her fingers clenched into tight fists. The delicate veins on the back of her hand subtly twitched with tension.

Dr. Wagner’s eyes widened in shock, and he shouted. “Jerome! Get back to your room and lock the door. This has nothing to do with you!”

“You bitch, I can tell you’re up to no good! I’ll fucking kill you!” Like a madman, Jerome grabbed a flowerpot from the corner and hurled it at Bella’s head without warning.

“Ms. Bella! Look out!” Steven’s urgent shout rang in the air. He was just a couple of steps behind her, but it was already too late for him to intervene.

Bella had not expected such a brutal attack right from the start. ‘Damn it, am I really going to take this hit? It’s just a pot, right? Worst case, I’ll end up with a few bruises and cuts. It won’t be a big deal. Compared to the pain Justin had gone through, this will be nothing.’