The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge
Chapter 1337

lan inhaled sharply, his hunger from skipping breakfast momentarily satiated by the sudden threat.

"I wouldn't dare... Even though the plane is appealing, I fear I might board it alive but not return the same way!"

"Come on, Justin. No one knows better than us how loyal lan is to you. Are you really getting upset over a plane?"

Bella's slender fingers traced the sharp line of Justin's jaw as her voice playfully lifted and her eyes curved like crescent moons. She looked regal and had an almost queen-like arrogance. "For your birthday this year, I'll get you one that's even better than the Iverson snake's. How about that?"

Damn! One would almost drool with envy!

Purchasing private jets as gifts was expected of the daughter of Hatchbay's wealthiest family.

Justin's eyes widened slightly, and he grabbed her delicate arm firmly, his expression serious. "Bella, I'm your man, but I'm not one to live off a woman. If anyone should be giving gifts, it should be me."

"Pfft! What are you thinking? There's no such thing as 'yours' or 'mine' between us. Money is nothing compared to our love."

The domineering declaration from the heiress left Ryan and lan green with envy.

They might not be the type to rely on anyone financially, but every man would desire luxury cars, big tanks, or giant airplanes.

Justin gently shook his head, and a wave of sorrow surged in his heart. "Bella, you don't have to give me anything else because you've given me plenty. The gifts you gave me back then filled up an entire room. Every time I come home, I go into that room and look over each item many times, touching them over and over again."

Back when Justin lost Bella, he behaved like someone obsessed with inanimate objects.

He would often find himself hanging around in that room, unable to leave, and would sometimes even spend the night there. The ordinarily calm Justin, hidden from the view of others, resembled a lovesick lunatic, unhinged and wild.

Bella stared deeply into his eyes, her face composed, and her hand softly caressed his cheek, though it shook slightly.

"What more could I possibly need? You're the greatest gift I've received from God." Justin reiterated this romantic sentiment, each repetition as heartfelt as the first.

"You silly boy..."

Bella did not elaborate. Instead, she opted to replace a thousand words with a kiss.

"Ahem, maybe I'm just too much of a straightforward guy to understand this kind of romance. But does anyone else think it sounds a little creepy?" Ryan thought of Justin doting on the items Bella gave him and got goosebumps.

Just then, the sound of footsteps thumping rapidly approached them.

Yasmin sprinted down the stairs, straight toward Ryan.

"Young Master! Our men found Maxwell!"

"What?! They found Maxwell?!" Bella and Justin simultaneously sprang from their seats. Their expressions of excitement clearly reflected their bond.

After searching the entire city for so long, the villain finally surfaced. Ryan was so agitated that he was almost incoherent. "W-Where is that bastard now?! Did our men not catch him?!"

Yasmin shook her head in sorrow. "I'm sorry, Young Master. Maxwell wasn't alone. When our men tried to surround him, they got into a fierce shootout with his men. All our men were seriously injured, and two of them are still in critical condition. They're unresponsive in the hospital!"

Bella and Justin looked at each other in shock. Ryan was incredulous, erupting in fury. "This is Savrow, not some southern island in Sentania! How is it possible that our men got injured so badly right on our doorstep by a few bastards? Didn't they call for backup?!"

"They did call for help immediately, but there wasn't enough time!"

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