The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"Today, if Grandpa didn't blurt it out of anger, I still wouldn't know that Grandma was deaf in her left ear."

Justin smiled bitterly, feeling guilty. "Isn't it ridiculous? As their grandson, I spent the most time with Grandpa and Grandma since I was little, but I never noticed anything unusual with Grandma..."

"I know about this. Grandpa Nigel told me during Christmas that year, when I went to visit Grandma with him..."

At the unintentional mention of Christmas, Bella immediately stopped speaking and dared not continue.

This year's Christmas was less than two months away.

The Thompson family loved festivities. Every Christmas, they would put up a grand and beautiful Christmas tree in the living room, and Asher would prepare gifts for each family member. He would also spend out of his pocket to buy gifts for the household workers.

But because of the unborn child she lost, Bella did not dare to celebrate Christmas anymore, not even daring to return home on the day of Christmas.

That was in the past.

Now, she did not bring it up because she was worried Justin would be reminded of unpleasant matters, making him upset.

Indeed, the man's eyes reddened instantly. He hugged her tightly and spoke after a long while. "Thank you... Bella. Thank you for everything you've done for Grandpa and me over the years." He could not continue anymore.

"Since you know how much I did, you must treat me nicely for a lifetime." Bella's smile was bright and cheerful as she patted his trembling back.

"For this year's Christmas, can you take me in and let me celebrate with your family?" Justin's gaze was intense, his long eyelashes fluttering as he tried to hold back his surging emotions. "I heard the Christmas tree in your family is huge. I'd like to see it."

Bella leaned against his heaving chest like a soft little kitten. "You'll have to get to work if you come."

The man's voice was gentle. "Okay."

They tacitly avoided touching on sad topics but could still understand the affection and guilt in each other's

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True love needed no words.

"Young Master Justin, Young Madam."

Matt hurriedly walked in, and upon seeing the affectionate scene, he quickly covered his eyes to avoid intruding.

Justin was calm, but Bella could not sit still, jumping off the man's lap with a flushed face.

"Ahem... Mr. Ralph is here. He's waiting in the living room."

The couple quickly came out to greet Ralph, hand in hand.

"Ralph!" Seeing her brother, Bella beamed brightly.

"Bella." Ralph sat on the sofa, his eyes curving up like a half-moon.

He wore a neatly tailored black

over a simple shirt, the collar

casually open. No matter how

coat

casual his attire was, he still bad a

naturally noble air about him.

"Ralph." Justin greeted.

"Justin," Ralph responded, but his gaze seemed to subconsciously drift elsewhere, as if he was looking for someone else.

Upon noticing it, Bella's heart stirred, and she smiled faintly. "Have you eaten? Why don't you stay for a meal? I'll cook for you."

"There's no need. I'll make it quick."

Ralph's brows furrowed deeply, his expression solemn. "Bella, I couldn't find any information about the

person you asked me to investigate, not even at the headquarters.

There's no DNA sample or

fingerprint in the system. This means there are two possibilities. One, he never committed crimes in the country. Two, he's not from this country at all."