The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Ryan was so mad that he gritted his teeth to the extent that he felt pain.
His father's death was the greatest sorrow of his life. Seeing his father's name alone made his heart ache. But now, his
grandfather was willing to use his father's death to attack his weakness, all to protect Zoe, that wicked girl!
It was an insult to his father's memory!
"Did you know that after your mother heard of Zoe being taken to the emergency room, she fainted on the spot? Luckily, the
maids grabbed her in time. Otherwise, if she had fallen and hit her head, you might've even lost your mother!
"Ryan, I know you are close to Justin and Bella, but never forget you're still a Hoffman! Now, you're about to become the
Hoffman Group's CEO and my successor. At this point, you should focus on company matters. You don't need to worry about
anything else!"
Logan's cold gaze fixed on him. "I heard that you've secretly brought your girlfriend to the Salvador family to propose for
marriage, and you've met the Salvador family members." Ryan's heart skipped a beat.
"The reason you still haven't arranged for me to meet Chairman Salvador was that you wanted to wait until the official
appointment, so you'd have enough confidence to propose to the Salvador family."
Seeing that Ryan's expression had changed, Logan knew he had succeeded in handling him. Logan sat back on the chair
leisurely. "Chairman Salvador is an arrogant man, notoriously difficult to please within Savrow's business circle. If you want him
to fully accept you as his son-in-law, you need to show more sincerity. Don't you agree, Ryan?"
Arnold injected the medicine Christopher gave them that very day.
The next morning, under the anxious prayers and hopes of everyone, Wyatt gradually woke up, opening his eyes.
"Dad!"
Bella could not hold back her excitement anymore and rushed forward to hug her father tightly.
"Damn... Brat, you're squeezing the life out of me. Justin must be feeding you like a pig."
Wyatt raised a hand and patted his daughter's back, feeling warm and happy despite his words. "Your father just came back from
the b of death... Are you trying to send me there again?"

"Wyatt, don't say such unlucky words!"
The fear of losing him and the joy of getting him back made Bella hugher father tighter, her reddened eyes shining with crystal
light. "Brink of death? You were just sleeping and woke up."
Wyatt sighed softly, his lips curving up weakly. "Bella, this body is mine... I know what's happening. Dad is old... I'm really getting
old. In the past, thought I could shoulde everything, even if the sky fell Now, nothing happened yet, but Khave collapsed."
Bella's eyes ached with pain, her throat choking up.
"Bella, I've caused trouble for you... Were you all scared?" Wyatt gently stroked her hair, his wet eyes looking around at his
children.
"Dad, your body recovered quickly. It's nothing serious." Asher walked to the bedside, forcing a smile.
The others nodded along, trying to act relaxed.
"Stop coaxing me."
Wyatt snorted, "Look at your three mothers. Their eyes are swollen like walnuts... You should've put on a better show instead of
having all your feelings written on your face."
Outside the ward, Justin could only stand guard at the door, as he was still an outsider, looking at Drew with nothing to say.
"Drew, why don't you go in?" Justin finally asked.
"Why should I go in?" Drew crossed his arms, raising an eyebrow as he threw the question back.