The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 374

Chapter 374 

Justin added, “Shannon is manipulative and cunning. I’m worried they 

will harm you, so I came to give you a heads-up.” 

Hiding the emotions behind her eyes, Bella turned away from him. 

“That’s all I want to say. I shouldn’t keep you from your work.” 

Justin took a long, hard look at her back before turning to leave. 

“Hold on, Justin.” Bella stopped him. 

With his heart skipping a beat, the man turned back around. 

“Why are you telling me this? You, of all people, understand the grand scheme of things. Anybody from the Salvador Corporation can boost 

the Salvador Hotel’s influence and reputation by winning Ada over. 

That was what you have been planning.” 

Bella looked at him skeptically. “So why are you doing this now?” 

“I want you to win.” 

Justin stared at Bella with clear and sincere eyes. Having been in the 

business for over a decade, the sentiment was a rare sight. 

“Why do you want me to win?” 

“We were once married, after all.” 

Bella sneered in disdain. “You weren’t nice to me in the three years we 

were married, and now that we’re divorced, you want to talk about commitment? Are you kidding me, Mr. Salvador? Bye now. Don’t hit 

your head on the way out.” 

It still hurt as bad the second time around. 

Justin cleared his throat, choking on the piece of dessert stuck there. He could barely breathe. 

Night fell at the Hoffmans’ residence. 

Zoe gave Bethany a call, telling her to come over to her place. She 

had an important matter to discuss. 

The ladies arrived at Zoe’s private piano room and shut the door 

béhind them. 

“Why did you want to see me so late, Zoe?” Bethany asked curiously. 

“It has been five days since KS World Hotel announced their 

collaboration with Ada. Have you figured out a way to get the bitch?” 

Folding her arms in front of her chest, Zoe asked sternly. 

Bethany was a snobby princess. Only Shannon could speak to her with that tone, so she did not take it well when Zoe came at her. She 

murmured peevishly, “It’s only been five days. I’m not God. Ideas take 

time.” 

“Tsk… You’re lost without me.” 

Zoe gave Bethany a contemptuous look, but she loved to be superior intellectually. Clearing her throat, she went to her piano, lifted the cover, and pulled a document from under it. She threw it near 

Bethany’s feet. 

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Though insulted, Bethany dared not show it on her face. She gritted her teeth and picked up the document. 

Attached was a picture of a young woman and her personal 

information. 

“Who is she?” Bethany was confused. 

“She’s Xena Gordon, a reporter for an online news portal, Headlines.” Sitting behind the piano, Zoe pressed the keys absentmindedly.