The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

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Chapter 588

In the study, Nigel sat on the sofa. Nigel poured a cup of water for his grandson and personally brought

it to him.

“Thank you, Grandpa.”

Justin hurriedly took it with both hands. His demeanor was rather upright and solemn, showing no sign

of weakness or illness.

He held the cup in his right hand, supporting the base of the cup with his left hand. He elegantly sipped

the tea, displaying the refined manners of a noble young man.

“Justin, does your injury still hurt?” Nigel asked with concern.

“It’s nothing serious, just superficial wounds.”

In reality, Justin was somewhat affected by his old injuries.

He often felt congested in his chest, but he concealed it exceptionally

well.

Justin smiled brightly and said, “Grandpa, don’t worry. Your grandson.

is not that weak. I’ve been a soldier, after all.”

“If you’re not that weak, why didn’t you resist? Your father clearly

attacked you under the instigation of that vixen, Shannon. It was unreasonable. Why didn’t you snatch

the whip from him and slap it across Shannon’s face?” Nigel asked indignantly.

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This was the question he wanted to ask Justin when he called him.

over this time.

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Justin lowered his eyes, gazing at his reflection in the cup.

Unexpectedly, he remained silent.

After a while, Nigel frowned and asked with a heart-wrenching voice, Child, you are my grandson, the

bloodline of the Salvador family. Do you still feel that you owe something to the family?”

Justin’s sharp eyebrows twitched. He pressed his thin lips tightly

together, a bitter expression settling on his face.

When he was 5 years old, he and his mother, who was on the brink of death due to illness, struggled to

survive.

They suffered countless hardships in the filthy and foul-smelling slums.

One night, amidst a raging storm, a luxurious car forcefully intruded into his dark world. The dilapidated

roof was leaking from all sides The wooden door was effortlessly pushed open from the outside without

a key.

At that time, the young Justin sat by the bedside, feeding water to his nearly lifeless mother.

Back then, Gregory was young, handsome, and full of vitality.

He wore a meticulously tailored suit. When he stepped into the room. with his handmade leather shoes,

not a single drop of water stained them.

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The young Justin looked at the man, who seemed like a god

descending from the heavens. He only had one thought amid his astonishment.

eg you, please splease save my mother!”

strade to the lend the bedside. Upon seeing Justin’s unconscious

his eyes turned tumed trimson, and he embraced her with tears in

Mary… I’m sorry hauny i came too late. I’ve come to pick you up… too.”

could never forget the betale deep affection that Gregory had when ght his mother back to the & to the

Salvador family.

e was as deep as the posan, apcean, and he was determined to marry else but her.

r disregarded family pressure restore and public opinion. He even let itimate child be included in the

ramn the remily tree.

couldn’t understand. Did Gregory Greylcys his love his mother? If

r had loved her so much, he wouldrar avena lave fallen for

Is mother would not have endured to the torment of de

to her tragic leap from the rooftop.oftop.

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often questioned himself. If his mother were te viere to die, was it

oldie on that rainy night plagued by illness of diess or die heartbroke

was even more unfortunate?

you don’t owe anything to the family. It’s the Salvatie Salvador family (és you, ligel said as he patted

Justin’s shoulderheitsderatis heart a/celars welled up in his eyes. “It was all my fault for that for the

thback then. I knew your father was very fond of your mother mother, essalvae Salvador Corporation

faced a global economic crisraic crisis. ere drsne drastically reduced, and there were several najpal

major

projects underway domestically that were forced to halt. There was a constant risk of the financial chain

breaking. Therefore, I had to let your father enter into a business alliance with the Fowler family in

Milford, allowing him to marry Isla Fowler, who is also your elder

brother’s mother.”

Nigel continued, “Child, it’s all Grandpa’s fault. I made you suffer so much when you were young.

Grandpa feels guilty.”

“Grandpa, you’re not wrong. What you did back then was for the greater good. I understand that you

had your reasons,” Justin said.

Justin was blaming Gregory. Nigel saw through Justin’s thoughts and sighed in frustration.

“I didn’t resist because of my elder brother. Before he left Savrow to recuperate in Meridan, he

specifically instructed me not to strain my relationship with Gregory for his sake.”

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