The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

After everything was arranged, it was already late at night.

For the sake of Rachel's safety, Bella had intended to let her stay in her villa until the issue with Charles was resolved. Not only would this ensure her safety as the witness, but Bella also genuinely liked this girl. Despite her unfortunate background, Rachel was constantly striving for self-improvement.

However, Rachel insisted on going back hbecause her mother had a weak heart. Besides, if her absence was discovered while she stayed here, it might give her mother a heart attack, even if it was simply going to the bathroom at night.

Fortunately, her mother had not contacted her tonight, so it meant that she was still asleep. It seemed like even the heavens were supporting this brave girl's decision.

lan escorted Rachel to the car, showing the utmost care throughout the journey.

Justin walked out of the door with his arm around Bella's shoulder. His rough and warm fingertips gently wiped away the glistening tears at the corners of her eyes. His large hand rested on the back of her neck as he planted a kiss on her forehead.

"Bella, it's really late. I saw you yawning secretly several times, and your eyelids are about to close. I'll send Ms. Mead back together with lan. Just wait forat home." "Don't you know why I'm yawning so much?" Bella pursed her red lips and muttered. "You're recharged, but you've drained all my energy, like I'm your personal power bank. I need srest!" Justin was proud because, even when she was worn out, her body language showed him how satisfied she was.

He spent more tin bed at hthan in the kitchen. He had learned everything about pleasing her on his own.

Justin could not help but kiss her seductive lips. His lips were glued to hers, and his tongue pried open her lips as he kissed her passionately.

The kiss made Bella's heart go crazy, as if all her breath had been taken away by him.

Rachel saw the couple kissing through the car window and exclaimed excitedly, startling lan in the passenger seat! "OMG! Can I take a photo and keep it as a souvenir? I really love seeing them together!" "Huh...?" lan turned around and stared at her with his mouth hung open. He had already cup with over a hundred excuses in his mind to reject her request.

However, he softened in the end and sighed. "Just don't post it on social media, and it's best not to show it to others." "No! This is for my own personal view only!" Rachel looked gratefully at lan with clear and charming eyes. "Mr. Harris, you're so kind! Thank you!" * In the end, it was decided that Justin and lan would accompany Rachel home. Bella chose not to join them, fearing her low energy might further burden the young girl psychologically.

On the way, although Justin sat in the back seat with the girl, there was enough space between them to accommodate someone lying down.

Justin noticed that the girl's mood seemed to have improved significantly. She was engrossed in her phone, giggling inexplicably, and her mouth constantly curled into a smile.

Also, he noticed that lan kept glancing at the rearview mirror, his gaze drifting toward Rachel's face. Justin suddenly thought, 'Was I unnecessary here?' The black car stopped beneath the old residential building.

Before getting out of the car, Justin lightly cleared his throat and said, "Ms. Mead, I think you should find an opportunity to have an honest conversation with your mother about this matter as soon as possible." He continued, "In the future, you will have to testify in court as an important witness. I'm afraid your mother will find it even harder to accept by then." "President Salvador, thank you for your reminder Rachel's eyes dimmed slightly, but she forced a smile. "Although convincing my mother will be difficult, I know she's trying to protect me. But since ve cto you and Ms. Thompson, it means I have made up my mind. Whatever happens, I won't back down. I'd rather die speaking out than live in silence." Justin looked at her with admiration in his eyes and smirked slightly. "Bella often says the sthing. I'm glad to see the two of you sharing a similar mindset." They accompanied Rachel to her doorstep. Just as she was about to enter her house, lan couldn't help but step forward. "Um... Ms. Mead." Rachel turned back, blinking her eyes. "Yes, Mr. Harris?" "Umm... Where did you buy your bear-rabbit bag? Could you tell me? I want to buy one for my sister," lan asked.

"The bear-rabbit? Haha..." Rachel's smile brightened. "I made it myself. I even designed the pattern by hand. This is the only one." lan's eyes widened. "That's impressive..." "If you like it, I can make one for your sister, but it will take stime," Rachel suggested tentatively. She gently asked, "Can you wait?" "I'm willing to wait as long as it takes." lan responded eagerly. Somehow, his anticipation soared.

Then, they exchanged contacts on Whatsapp. With a polite farewell, Rachel gently closed the door behind her.

Justin scoffed and cast a sidelong glance at lan, his gaze playful. "As someone who doesn't settle for anything less than luxury for your sister, you are interested in that?" "Isn't it cute?" tan's eyes twinkled, his right hand clenched into a fist pressed against his lips as he awkwardly cleared his throat twice. "Isn't this kind of cute handmade product better than branded stuff? This is like exclusive customization." "Young man, I think your intentions lie elsewhere." Justin's deep, starry eyes narrowed slightly.

Having worked closely with lan for many years, Justin understood him as well as he understood his own son.

lan's cheeks flushed, and he nervously scratched his head. "Huh...?" "Letjust remind you that she is only seventeen. Now is the crucial tfor her to focus on her studies." Justin's expression suddenly turned serious "Don't lead her astray or cause her harm. She's already been through enough." "Didn't you hear? She thinks I'm old. If I entertained any impure thoughts, I'd be worse than a monster! It'll go against all the principles of humanity!" lan's mind was in chaos, and he shook his head frantically.

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