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The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 588
In the study, Nigel sat on the sofa. Nigel poured a cup of water for his grandson and personally brought it to him.
“Thank you, Grandpa.”
Justin hurriedly took it with both hands. His demeanor was rather upright and solemn, showing no sign of weakness or illness.
He held the cup in his right hand, supporting the base of the cup with his left hand. He elegantly sipped the tea, displaying the
refined manners of a noble young man.
“Justin, does your injury still hurt?” Nigel asked with concern.
“It’s nothing serious, just superficial wounds.”
In reality, Justin was somewhat affected by his old injuries.
He often felt congested in his chest, but he concealed it exceptionally
well.
Justin smiled brightly and said, “Grandpa, don’t worry. Your grandson.
is not that weak. I’ve been a soldier, after all.”
“If you’re not that weak, why didn’t you resist? Your father clearly
attacked you under the instigation of that vixen, Shannon. It was unreasonable. Why didn’t you snatch the whip from him and
slap it across Shannon’s face?” Nigel asked indignantly.

This was the question he wanted to ask Justin when he called him.
over this time.
Chapter 589
Justin lowered his eyes, gazing at his reflection in the cup.
Unexpectedly, he remained silent.
After a while, Nigel frowned and asked with a heart-wrenching voice, Child, you are my grandson, the bloodline of the Salvador
family. Do you still feel that you owe something to the family?”
Justin’s sharp eyebrows twitched. He pressed his thin lips tightly
together, a bitter expression settling on his face.
When he was 5 years old, he and his mother, who was on the brink of death due to illness, struggled to survive.
They suffered countless hardships in the filthy and foul-smelling slums.
One night, amidst a raging storm, a luxurious car forcefully intruded into his dark world. The dilapidated roof was leaking from all
sides The wooden door was effortlessly pushed open from the outside without a key.
At that time, the young Justin sat by the bedside, feeding water to his nearly lifeless mother.
Back then, Gregory was young, handsome, and full of vitality.

He wore a meticulously tailored suit. When he stepped into the room. with his handmade leather shoes, not a single drop of
water stained them.
The young Justin looked at the man, who seemed like a god
descending from the heavens. He only had one thought amid his astonishment.
eg you, please splease save my mother!”
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strade to the lend the bedside. Upon seeing Justin’s unconscious
his eyes turned tumed trimson, and he embraced her with tears in
Mary... I’m sorry hauny i came too late. I’ve come to pick you up... too.”
could never forget the betale deep affection that Gregory had when ght his mother back to the & to the Salvador family.
e was as deep as the posan, apcean, and he was determined to marry else but her.
r disregarded family pressure restore and public opinion. He even let itimate child be included in the ramn the remily tree.
couldn’t understand. Did Gregory Greylcys his love his mother? If
r had loved her so much, he wouldrar avena lave fallen for
ne

Is mother would not have endured to the torment of de
to her tragic leap from the rooftop.oftop.
often questioned himself. If his mother were te viere to die, was it
oldie on that rainy night plagued by illness of diess or die heartbroke
was even more unfortunate?
you don’t owe anything to the family. It’s the Salvatie Salvador family (és you, ligel said as he patted Justin’s shoulderheitsderatis
heart a/celars welled up in his eyes. “It was all my fault for that for the thback then. I knew your father was very fond of your
mother mother, essalvae Salvador Corporation faced a global economic crisraic crisis. ere drsne drastically reduced, and there
were several najpal major
projects underway domestically that were forced to halt. There was a constant risk of the financial chain breaking. Therefore, I
had to let your father enter into a business alliance with the Fowler family in Milford, allowing him to marry Isla Fowler, who is
also your elder
brother’s mother.”
Nigel continued, “Child, it’s all Grandpa’s fault. I made you suffer so much when you were young. Grandpa feels guilty.”
“Grandpa, you’re not wrong. What you did back then was for the greater good. I understand that you had your reasons,” Justin
said.
Justin was blaming Gregory. Nigel saw through Justin’s thoughts and sighed in frustration.
“I didn’t resist because of my elder brother. Before he left Savrow to recuperate in Meridan, he specifically instructed me not to
strain my relationship with Gregory for his sake.”

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