The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 1801

"You need to get past Grandpa Nigel first, then we can talk about it," Bella said, turning away without looking back.

Justin stood in the snow with Ryan. Their figures were like timeless, perfect sculptures against the storm.

"Let Carrie stay with Grandpa for a while." Justin sighed heavily, patting Ryan's rigid shoulder.

"You go back and handle your family's issues. Come back when Grandpa has calmed down a bit." Ryan's voice was hoarse, "I'll stay here with her tonight..."

"Are you kidding me? The temperature's going to drop below freezing tonight. If you stand out here all night, you'll definitely get sick!"

Justin's expression turned stern. "If Carrie knew you were doing this, it would only make her feel worse!" "Then... Don't let her know." Ryan forced a bitter smile, his pale lips trembling. "Justin, this is the only way I can feel a little better. Please don't stop me."

Bella furrowed her delicate brows in frustration. As soon as she returned to the villa, she received a call from Ralph.

"Ralph..."

"Bella," Ralph paused slightly before cautiously asking, "How is Carrie...?"

Ralph's voice was so warm that Bella felt like crying again. She always showed more of her vulnerable side in front of her family and Justin.

"She's sleeping at Grandpa Nigel's place." Bella choked up slightly.NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Ralph took a deep breath and asked hoarsely, "Is there anything I can do for her?"

Bella bit her lip and softly said, "If you have time, buy a box of Little Panda snacks for Carrie, please."

"Alright. I'll go first thing tomorrow morning and then deliver them to Grandpa Nigel's."

"Do you want to see Carrie?"

Ralph's tone held a boyish shyness along with the understanding of a mature man. "No, let her rest well. Don't tell her the snacks are from me."

Hearing this, Bella felt a pang in her heart. There were two equally outstanding men standing guard on opposite sides tonight. Both were watching over the same woman, but where does Carrie's true happiness lie?

Yasmin stayed in the room with Carrie for a long time before reluctantly stepping out. Rubbing her moist eyes, she turned and saw both Justin and Bella approaching.

"Yasmin, you've always been the most skilled bodyguard in the Hoffman family," Justin said as he frowned before asking the crucial question. "How could anyone from the Hoffman family hurt you like this? How did they incapacitate you to the point that you couldn't even inform Ryan in time? How did they silently take my sister to the Hoffman Group?"

"Such audacity! It's infuriating!" Bella's eyes flashed with anger as she clung to Justin's arm, her fingers

wrinkling his white shirt.

At that moment, Yasmin broke into a cold sweat, recalling that night.

"The man I fought was likely a professional assassin. His skills were ruthless and elusive. I was no match for him. Perhaps only Mr. Salvador could stand a chance against him."