The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 1799

“] don’t need that old dog to say anything. | won't let Carrie marry into that family!”

Nigel instructed, “Matt, tell everyone that from now on, the Salvador Corporation will completely cut ties with the Hoffman Group!

If any of our business partners dare to work with the Hoffman Group, we will never work with them again either. | want to see

whose side they will stand on.”

Matt nodded seriously. “Yes, Old Master!”

“Grandpa.” Justin's sharp eyebrows furrowed tightly as he approached Bella. “Ryan is here, just outside the door. He wants to see

you and Carrie.”

“Tell him to get lost!” Nigel waved his hand dismissively.

Both Justin and Balla exchanged a helpless look. They knew that Nigel did not truly hate Ryan.

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But it was a fact that Ryan failed to protect Carrie, and it was also a fact that he was the grandson of that bastard Logan. To say

there was no resentment at all would be a lie.

“If he doesn’t see you and Carrie, he probably won't leave.” Justin's voice was deep.

Nigel only stared at his granddaughter without saying a word. His stance was clear.

There was heavy snowfall, creating a gloomy atmosphere in the courtyard.

Ryan stood there, his handsface as pale as the snow around him.

He was dressed in only a thin suit and had been outside for over an hour, his hair and body covered in snow. The bitter cold felt like

countless sharp nails piercing his flesh and embedding deep into his bones.

Dean was sent to deal with the situation. After Yasmin had her wound treated, she insisted on following Ryan. It did not matter if

she could not see Carrie tonight. She could just watch from a distance.

After waiting in silence for stime, Ryan's body had grown completely numb and frozen. That was when they finally spotted two

figures approaching with an umbrella.

“Mr. Hoffman, it's Mr. Salvador and Ms. Thompson...” Yasmin said as she struggled to stand behind him, her dry lips already turning

purple from the cold.

Justin held a large black umbrella, using most of it to cover Bella while leaving a considerable portion of his own body exposed to

the snow.

“Yasmin, | heard you were injured. Are you okay?” Bella completely ignored Ryan, her worried gaze bypassing him to land on

Yasmin's pale face. “I'll take another look at you later.”

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“I'm fine. Thank you, Ms. Thompson.” Yasmin sobbed.

Carrie endured immense emotional distress due to her incompetence. It was fortunate enough that she did not die. So how could

she accept such kindness with a clear conscience?

“It's alright. It's just a small favor. Cin withlater, and stay here tonight,” Bella said gently. She had no intention of blaming

Yasmin at all.

Yasmin narrowed her eyes and said, “Ms. Thompson...”

“Thank you... Thank you, Mr. Salvador. Thank you, Ms. Thompson,” Yasmin said as she bowed deeply, silent tears streaming down

her frozen cheeks.

With Bella's instructions, Steven cand escorted Yasmin into the villa.

Ryan said in a rough voice, “Go on. Being with Carrie is more important.”

Yasmin followed Steven inside.