The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 2407

Sitting beside her, Justin maintained a poker face while Bella spoke. Yet, he could not help but steal a glance at her from the corner of his eyes.

There was an edge in her gaze and charisma to her words. Others might find it overbearing or intimidating, but it stirred an inexplicable feeling in him.

At this moment, Bella seemed more alluring than ever, commanding his complete attention.

Dr. Wagner collapsed to his knees again.

Bella’s words struck him like a lightning bolt. But he had already signed the devil’s deal with Clarice. What choice did he have now? He could only continue down this dark path.

Besides, recent news reported that Justin was no longer the president of Salvador Corporation and had been stripped of his authority. Supporting Grant’s camp seemed the safer bet, and switching sides now would mean certain doom.

“Mr. Salvador… Ms. Thompson… What good does it do to press me now?” Dr. Wagner stammered, his voice trembling. “Even if you kill me, Mr. Salvador’s position won’t be restored! The blood sample results are genuine. Even if I don’t provide them, the police will eventually uncover the same truth!”

“Shut your damn mouth!” Ryan glared, his fury palpable, and raised a hand to strike.

“Don’t hit my father! If you must, hit me instead!” Jerome threw himself in front of his father, embodying a moment of filial piety.

Bella’s expression turned somber. Dr. Wagner was not wrong. While his betrayal was undeniable, the blood sample’s authenticity was also irrefutable.

“Dr. Wagner, I didn’t come here intending to resort to violence.” After a long silence, Justin finally spoke, his cold voice cutting through the tension. “If your son hadn’t been disrespectful to Ms. Thompson, I would have sat down with you to discuss this calmly.”

Bella’s clear eyes flickered, and she pressed her lips together.

Dr. Wagner looked at Justin’s indifferent face, dread filling his heart. He had wanted to negotiate, but uncertainty filled his mind.

“But now, I don’t think that’s necessary anymore.” As Justin’s deep voice fell, Ryan took a file from his bodyguard and flung it onto Dr. Wagner’s face.

“Take a good look. See how your ‘devoted son’ honors you.”

Trembling, Dr. Wagner picked up the file. They were the mortgage documents for their house, complete with Jerome’s signature and thumbprint.

Seeing the documents, Jerome’s eyes reddened, and he lunged to snatch them back, only to be slapped by his father.

“You imbecile! You sold our house! How will your mother and I survive? Are you trying to kill us?”

“How… How did you get my mortgage documents?!” Jerome stammered, staring at Ryan in disbelief.