The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge



Chapter 2449

The old Arnold was lively, cheerful, and enamored with beauty. But that once radiant being had fallen into an abyss, leaving no trace behind.noveldrama

As Arnold passed by Asher, he did not pause for even a moment.

At such a close distance, Asher could clearly see the cruel, cross-shaped scar marring Arnold's cheek. His heart twisted painfully, the agony making his vision go black, as his body swayed violently.

"Asher, are you alright?!" Fortunately, Ryan was right beside him and managed to catch him in time.

Asher gazed at Arnold's thin figure disappearing into the distance. His parched lips moved, but no sound emerged. It was as if he had lost the ability to speak.

Arnold stopped beside Justin, his lips curving faintly as he nodded slightly-a brief gesture of acknowledgment.

Then he suddenly lifted his sharp gaze. Those piercing eyes bore into Grant's deceitful face like daggers.

"I am Dr. Arnold Larson, and I once served as Mr. Justin's attending physician. About six months ago, Mr. Justin struck a deal with Christopher Iverson in order to save Ms. Thompson, who had been imprisoned on a remote island. He willingly took poison in exchange for her safe return to her family."

His words caused an uproar.

"I remember that! Ms. Thompson was kidnapped by Christopher Iverson, the chairman of Iverson Corporation, and taken to a deserted island. Some said it was because of unrequited love, while others believed he used her as a hostage in desperation. Either way, it's true!"

Reporters buzzed with excitement.

"Exactly! Afterward, Ms. Thompson was rescued, but Mr. Justin was rushed to the hospital. The Salvador family tried their best to cover it up, but in today's information age, secrets never stay buried. Plenty of people heard about it!"

"Everything aligns perfectly with what Dr. Larson said!"

Bella closed her tear-filled eyes. The memories of those days trapped on the island with Christopher flooded her mind.

On the day Justin saved her, she had been unconscious the entire time.

She did not know how he had negotiated with that devil, but she understood one thing with certainty her safety had been bought at the cost of his life.

She was not sure if she would ever get the chance to risk everything for him again in this lifetime.

Arnold pulled out a medical report from his coat and presented it with an unyielding gaze. "This is an official diagnosis report, personally signed by me and issued by the most authoritative medical institution in Savrow. It contains Mr. Justin's earliest brain scans and blood tests, stamped and certified. This report is legally valid and irrefutable.

"Due to the poison he consumed, Mr. Justin suffered severe neurological damage, which has significantly impaired multiple bodily functions. At that time, I conducted a blood test. The results match today's findings-his body contains traces of narcotics. This proves that the substance Christopher forced him to consume was highly purified drugs!"

Gasps echoed through the crowd.

"OMG, that's horrible!"

"Even if I wasn't there, the international police and armed forces who rescued Ms. Thompson and Mr. Justin witnessed everything. If even they can't verify Mr. Justin's condition, then who can?"

Every word Arnold spoke rang out loud and clear, striking with undeniable force.

On stage, Grant's expression grew darker by the second.

Threats, intimidation, murder, deceit-Grant, who always thought the world was his playground, had miscalculated this time.

He had believed that driving a wedge between Arnold and Asher would make Arnold give up on the Thompson family and Justin, disappearing from their lives for good.

For a time, Grant thought he had won.

But now, Arnold had stepped into the game himself, delivering a resounding slap to his face.

Grant underestimated human nature. He had no friends, no lovers. He was cruel and indifferent by nature, so he could not understand the power of friendship. That friendship was not limited to those on the same side.

Even if they stood on opposing sides, nothing could stop their friendship.

"For the past few months, I've been abroad recuperating for personal reasons. I never imagined that in such a short time, someone with malicious intent would exploit Mr. Justin's condition, attempting to label him a drug addict and drag him into the abyss to seize power for themselves."

Arnold narrowed his captivating eyes and stepped forward, confronting Grant directly.

"Mr. Grant, your script is well-written, but unfortunately, it's riddled with logical flaws and gaping holes.

"In your version, Mr. Justin is an addict who has hit rock bottom. Yet you're nothing but a filthy rat, climbing onto the table to snatch other people's food."