The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 569

Chapter 569 

When Bella saw Justin fall toward her weakly, she reflexively spread her arms to catch him and held him tightly. 

Suddenly, she felt a warm liquid on her palm, and her heart skipped a beat. 

She slowly raised her hand and turned her palm over. 

A shocking swath of blood entered her line of sight. 

Bella realized that Justin’s broad back was covered with narrow vicious whip marks. His white shirt was already soaked and dyed red with blood. 

Instantly, her eyes widened, and an uncontrollable rage overtook her as her eyes began to gleam with a cold, intimidating light. 

“Are you okay, Justin?” 

“Are you worried about me?” Justin leaned firmly into her embrace, 

still sweating. 

“Of course!” Bella blurted, unable to control her emotions. 

Justin’s heart thumped loudly as he forcibly suppressed his joy, and he smiled softly. “Thank you, Bella.” 

“Shut up!” 

Bella was at the peak of her anger. There was fear in her eyes as she scolded him in a low voice, “You’re badly injured right now. Stop 

talking. I don’t want to hear your bleating!” 

Justin laughed bitterly as he said softly into her ear, “Okay.” 

Everyone was dumbfounded to see Bella Thompson appear out of nowhere. 

Carrie, who was watching everything from a hidden corner, teared up when she saw Annie descend onto the scene like a goddess. 

Shannon and Bethany, on the other hand, looked like they had just eaten a lemon. 

Their expressions were as sour as can be. 

“Chairman Salvador, there’s a lot of excitement going on in your home today. If I’d been just one moment later, I probably wouldn’t have been able to see this terribly dramatic scene of you disciplining your son, would I?” Bella said with a mocking smile. 

But the gaze she aimed at Gregory was sharp and intimidating. Even Hercules himself would have felt a chill. 

Some of the helpers heard the sarcasm and snickered. 

Bella steadily supported Justin as she slowly chuckled. “I usually hear 

people say that family affairs should be kept private. This is the first 

time in my life that I’ve seen someone beat their son before such a 

crowd without regard for their family’s reputation. You might as well 

strip him naked and string him up over Tideview Manor’s metal gates 

for three days and three nights. When the time comes, I’ll definitely 

invite all of Savrow’s reporters to come look and spread your name 

far and wide.” 

Her sarcastic remarks were viciously biting. 

The snickering grew louder.