The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 568
Gregory had called pretty much everyone who could be called away from their posts to gather around the hall.
They surrounded Justin, who stood at the center, placing him in full view of everyone.
Justin had already taken off his coat and was only wearing a thin
white shirt. The sight of his strong arms and his muscled body underneath it made onlookers envious, and their hearts skipped a
beat with the sheer masculinity he exuded.
Gregory was doing this to hurt Justin’s pride and make him feel
embarrassed.
But he did not expect Justin to stand there proudly without sayin
word. It was Justin’s complete victory, even though he had not do
anything.
The female employees covered their mouths as they blushed in
excitement, almost unable to resist squealing.
Honestly, Justin was still stunningly handsome even when he was being punished. His image was not affected at all.
When Gregory saw that his son had no intention of admitting defeat.

or that he was wrong, he cracked his whip viciously and hit the ground with a loud crack, which struck fear into everyone’s
hearts.
“Kneel!”
Justin’s eyes flashed with a fierce, rebellious light as he laughed
coldly. “Kneel? Do you think that’s possible?”
“You-!”
“I’m standing right here. If you want to whip me, just do it. Stop spouting nonsense.” Justin’s gaze was dark and cold, but calm.
This was how it had always been. The Salvador family’s rules of discipline had been passed down from their ancestors.
Even Nigel had suffered his father’s beating while surrounded by the family’s helpers in his youth. This rule did not change for
the next generation of Salvador men either.
Now, Justin was experiencing the rotten part of this rich family too.
He turned around with a cold expression.
Smack-!
Smack-!
Smack-!
Gregory glared at Nigel, cracking the whip with gritted teeth as he whipped Justin three times in a row with all his might.

“Ah! Young Master Justin is bleeding!” Someone in the crowd
exclaimed in shock.
Lines of striking red had appeared on Justin’s broad back. He was bleeding through his white shirt.
This was nothing less than medieval torture.
Shannon and Bethany were incredibly delighted. It was so satisfying
that they almost wanted to grab some popcorn to enjoy the show with.
However, Justin’s expression remained unchanged, and his back did. not bend.
Even though he could feel his flesh had split open, even though each strike tugged at his old wounds and put him in so much
pain that every nerve was trembling and he was on the verge of collapse, Justin still held on with sheer willpower.
“Do you admit that you were wrong? Do you?!” Gregory
whipping him.
Was t
“No, I do not.” Justin gritted his teeth and held his head high.
“You rebellious scoundrel!”
Right as Gregory’s eyes reddened and he was about to whip Justin even harder, a clear and pleasant voice cut through the air,
accompanied by the appearance of two familiar silhouettes.
“Stop!”
Everyone turned to look at the door.
Justin was sweating profusely from the pain and was very pale. Even his vision was starting to blur.
But through his blurring vision, the sight of Bella’s gorgeous face. seemed to give him a shot of adrenaline. Even if he was on his
last. breath, he could come back to life at this moment.

“Bella...”
He saw Bella stride toward him quickly, getting closer.
Justin hesitated for a moment before his lips suddenly curled in an imperceptible smile. His eyes were half-closed as he fell
toward Bella. “Justin!”