The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

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Chapter 493

It was that gaze that did not distinguish between devil and man again, as if Justin had just come off the

battlefield.

Gregory breathed heavily, his lips trembling.

Back when Mary jumped off the building and the young Justin was

holding his mother’s bloody corpse tightly, he had looked at his

father, who arrived late, with the same gaze.

Gregory loathed it, but even more than that, he was afraid!

Now, just for a mere Bella Thompson, Justin was actually go oppose his biological father?!

Shannon and Bethany wanted to see Justin make a fool of himself a

first, but this did not happen. Instead, they got a shock.

They did not even dare to breathe heavily.

Justin closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Feeling no need to say anything more, he turned to

leave.

“Justin Salvador!”

Gregory called his name hoarsely, his voice trembling. “You’re

protecting Bella Thompson like this… Are you taking the Thompsons’

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side and opposing me, your birth father?! Don’t forget what your last

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name is. Don’t forget whose blood runs in your veins! And don’t

forget, without me supporting you, how can you take such a high

position and run Salvador Corporation?!”

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It was all old cliches, nothing new.

Justin felt nothing when he heard this, even feeling bored.

“You’re only where you are because of me! If you dare go against me, trust me when I say I’ll kick you

out of your position as president! You’ll be nothing!” Gregory was hysterical at this point.

Even Shannon, as his wife, had never seen him so angry before.

“If you want to do that, go ahead. That is, if you can.”

Justin slowly looked back. He looked like he had already cut himself

off from the world, a heart-wrenching determination in his eyes. “For her, I don’t mind being enemies

with the entire Salvador family.”

Justin’s shoulders slumped after leaving the study. He felt as if his spirit had been dug out clean.

“Justin.”

A gentle voice spoke up, and his eyes reddened when he saw Nigel appear before him.

Just now, he had been completely immersed in his own complex

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emotions and had not realized there was someone else in the hallway.

The old man had not changed into pajamas and was still wearing the

shirt he wore when he arrived. From the looks of it, he had no plans of

staying the night at Tideview Manor.

Ever since Deborah passed and Gregory married Shannon, Nigel felt like this was no longer his home

and that Crescent Bay was his home.

“Grandpa…”

Justin said softly and realized his voice was very hoarse-choked up,

even.

“I heard everything you and your father talked about in the study.”

Nigel was in a wheelchair and could not easily stand up, so Justin obediently leaned down to make it

easier for his grandfather to touch

him.

“Although it is rude of you to talk back to your father…” Nigel

chuckled. “This time, we’re thinking the same thing!”

As he said so, he patted Justin’s shoulder in relief. “I don’t want tha

Hunter Lovett fellow joining Salvador Corporation either. You’re right.

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Profit-driven people aren’t in line with our corporate culture! Don’t worry, I might be retired, but I’m not

completely retired. I still have at say in this company. If your father insists, I’ll step up to stop him.”

“Grandpa, as the president, this should be left to me to handle. You

should enjoy your retirement and stop worrying about these.

troublesome matters.” Justin did not want to use his grandfather for

a small matter like this. That would really be bothersome.

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“It’s fine, it’s fine! I need something to do anyway! Sigh…”

Nigel blinked as he asked with anticipation, “Just now, you said you wanted to protect Anna and even

said you’d fallen for her… Were you

serious?”

Justin looked up, his heart beating like a drum.

After a pause, he swallowed and answered in a serious voice, “I got

angry and said it without thinking in the heat of the moment. I didn’t.

think that much.”

“Tsk. Fine, fine. Just do whatever you want since you don’t want to admit it.” Nigel was a bit

disappointed.

Justin frowned. “Grandpa.”

“Let’s go! Send me home. It’s boring for me on the way back alone, so

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chat with me.”

“Okay.”

Justin pushed the wheelchair, and the grandfather-and-son pair

walked toward the other end of the hallway.

With his back to him, the old man smiled mischievously.

Hmph, silly boy.

The words that came out without thinking were what one truly felt.

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