The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 2461

Jace pursed his lips as he bent down and picked it up.

This King of Spades card was an entry pass to the King’s Club.

“The one who targeted me was—” Jace’s eyes darkened, fingers tightening around the card.

“My dear uncle—who always claimed to treat me like his own.” Grant’s lips curled into a cold, eerie smile.

“He wants to take advantage of my conflict with Justin, seizing the opportunity to weaken my forces so he can gain control over me more easily.

“Since he was sentenced to life for murder and escaped from prison, he hasn’t set foot in the country. All his power is entrenched in Sentania and I’m the only remaining Fowler family member.

“Since Fowler Corporation declared bankruptcy, this is a move to take over the domestic market. Now, my dear uncle is willing to take such a risk just to deal with me. He even sent his men to Savrow, waiting for a chance to strike at those around me.

“It’s truly a generous gift. It seems he doesn’t trust his only remaining kin.”

Jace’s long lashes drooped, his gaze dark. “He fears that you will outshine him.”

A sneer escaped Grant’s lips. “Outshine him? Lucas is nothing more than a stepping stone for me. I used him to secure influence abroad and gain entry into the King’s Club. Once the new drug is developed, I will replace him as a VIP member of the club.” His eyes gleamed with ambition, envisioning his future empire.

‘The new drug.’ A sharp throb pulsed in Jace’s temples as a name flashed through his mind. ‘Yvonne… That pitiful woman is still imprisoned in an abandoned hospital room and tormented endlessly, destined to become a mere sacrifice in a drug experiment.’

His brow furrowed slightly, but his tone remained indifferent. “What’s your next move?”

“No matter what, I must secure the A5 project. That is my ticket into the King’s Club—” Before Grant could finish, a shrill ringtone shattered the night’s silence.

Grant glanced at his phone. His refined features darkened as he slowly answered. “Mayor.”

A raspy cough came through the receiver before the Mayor forced out a dry chuckle. “Mr. Salvador… I apologize for disturbing you at such a critical time, given all the turmoil surrounding Salvador Corporation…”

Grant ran out of patience, so his voice turned cold. “Get to the point.”

“It’s about the A5 project. I think we need to reconsider…” The Mayor hesitated before continuing, “Salvador Corporation’s stock has been plummeting these past two days. The press conference fiasco has left your reputation in crisis.