The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

“Zoe, be careful.”

The man spoke to Zoe in a gentle tone, bending down to meticulously adjust her elaborate gown, afraid she might trip over her

high heels and embarrass herself.

“Thank you, Jason.” Zoe blinked her big eyes flirtatiously, her voice was soft and sultry.

The sudden appearance of this troubleswoman disrupted the warm atmosphere.

Ryan was well aware that Zoe would surely show up on such occasions. Having just escaped from her exile, Zoe was eager to

regain attention from the upper social circles and reclaim her lost dignity.

He thought that after experiencing such disgrace, the respectable people of Savrow would no longer care about her. However, he

did not expect men to be fawning over her.

One was arrogant, while the other was bitchy. It was quite a good match.

Justin looked puzzled, but Bella smoothly intervened. “That's Jason Solloway, the only son of Mayor Solloway.”

“Bella, | don’t even know who that guy is, and yet you recognize him?” Justin held the hand of the young woman tightly, his gaze

filled with admiration and adoration as he looked at her.

Bella explained, “It’s understandable that you don’t recognize him. Jason is not involved in politics or the social scene here in

Savrow. He's been studying overseas in Inalia and probably just returned hrecently.”

As she spoke, Bella glanced at Zoe and Jason with a deep, mysterious look in her eyes.

“Back when | took over the KS Hotel from Wyatt, | knew | would eventually inherit the entire KS group. So | quietly looked into the

politics and business scene in Savrow,” Bella said with a chuckle.

“At that time, | was determined to crush the Salvador family under my feet and compete with you. | put a ton of work into

gathering information as | was planning to make a big splash in Savrow. But who would've thought...”

Justin chucked. “That you'd end up as the young madam of the Salvador Corporation, right?”

He lowered his head, his warm breath brushing against her cheek.

“It's all your fault that my grand ambitions were never fully realized,” Bella said playfully.

“Bella, everything | have is yours,” Justin responded, gazing at her lovely face while his large hand caressed her waist. “It’s not that

your ambitions weren't achieved. You've already wonover without spilling a single drop of blood.”

Bella pursed her lips and shook her head. “Justin, what's yours is yours. You earned them through your struggles. As long as | have

you, that’s all I need. What makeshappiest isn't you just giving in toor puttingfirst, but that | can stand at the top

alongside you.”

Justin was deeply shaken, his eyes welling up with tears.

When Zoe saw that Ryan had actually brought that fool along, she felt so bitter that she looked like an angry, battered rooster.

“Zoe, let's go inside,” Jason said, his gaze toward her tense.

“Just a moment, I'll introduce you to someone.”

Jason looked confused and asked, “Who?”

Zoe pulled him towards Ryan and said, “Ryan, Justin, I'm so happy to see you here!”

Zoe greeted them with an audacious lack of shame, carrying on as if nothing was wrong.

Justin's brow furrowed with a threatening intensity, his fist clenched tightly and unwavering.

Bella's soft hand encompassed his unyielding grip, her gaze intently fixed on his reddened eyes.

Her tranquil stare, like a calming spring shower, gradually soothed the furious emotions within him.

“Justin, let's leave first.” Bella's voice was soft and soothing, as if coaxing him.

Bella momentarily calmed Justin's emotions, aware that another look at Zoe could send him over the edge.

She did not mean to ignore the situation or avoid confronting Zoe. However, with Ryan as the head of the family, it was his duty to

deal with Zoe's problems.

Justin's cold, hostile gaze swept over Zoe. He wrapped his arm around Bella's shoulder and left.

His glance was so intimidating that it made Zoe's heart skip a beat.

When Carrie saw Zoe, she remembered her encounter with Zoe in the hall that day—the words she had spoken and the silence

that had followed for several days. It was as if the scars on her heart, which had begun to heal, were suddenly torn open again,

throbbing with pain.

Suddenly, Carrie's gaze paused on Jason's face, and a rush of terrifying memories viciously bit into her nerves, causing her frail

body to tremble in Ryan's arms.

Ryan did not notice Carrie's unusual behavior.

At this moment, all his attention was on Zoe. He wanted to see what tricks this troublemaker could still play under his nose.

“Ryan, letintroduce you. This is Jason, the son of Mayor Solloway,” Zoe introduced with a smile.

“Mr. Hoffman, nice to meet you,” Jason said politely, extending his right hand.

Ryan was taller than him by half a head and looked down at him coldly with a condescending attitude. Jason's throat tightened, his

hand awkwardly frozen in mid-air.

Finally, Ryan silently shook his hand.

As Jason withdrew his hand, his fingers were sore and red.

“Jason, do you see who she is?” Zoe glanced at Carrie. Her tone was gentle, but her eyes revealed a hint of provocation.

Carrie felt a stab in her heart. She lowered her head.

“Who is this?”

Jason frowned, staring closely at the delicate and fair face for a moment.

Suddenly, he realized, “Ah! Carrie, you've changed a lot! You look so beautiful now that | almost didn’t recognize you!”