The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 793

Chapter 793 

Claire choked at her words, coughing violently. 

Bella’s words cut through the tension like a knife. “You’re not even 

half as sharp as Shannon, yet you dare to challenge me?” 

“Bella! How dare you speak so rudely to my mother? You’re disrespecting your elders!” Zoe’s voice trembled as she hid behind 

Logan, using him as a shield while stirring up a commotion. 

Justin furrowed his brows as Zoe’s words sank in, his expression 

betraying his discontent. 

“Just because someone is older, are they automatically labeled as an elder? If that’s the case, then I’m your elder too. Is it appropriate for 

you to raise your voice at your elders?” Bella towered over Zoe. 

Her icy glare caused Zoe’s confidence to waver. 

Zoe’s lips trembled, unable to retort. She dared not speak out anymore, afraid of what would come out of Bella’s mouth next. 

Claire knew Logan wouldn’t cause trouble for Wyatt’s daughter over 

such a trivial matter, so she silently signaled to Ryan, urging him to 

step in. 

Ryan’s eyes darted with uncertainty as he cleared his throat softly.” 

Um, Bella, I…” 

Bella’s stare intensified as she turned her attention to him. Seeing the 

sudden change in Bella’s demeanor, Ryan quickly changed his tone 

and said, “I’ll drive you home. It’s not safe this late at night.” 

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“No need. I drove here myself.” 

With that said, Bella didn’t even glance back as she briskly made her way out, with the sharp click of her high heels echoing through the 

villa. 

Ryan scratched his head, feeling embarrassed and at a loss for words. 

Logan let out an irritated snort, finding his grandson, who was known for being bold, suddenly acting meek in front of Bella. It was utterly 

humiliating! 

“Let’s go!” The Hoffman family followed suit, rushing out of the villa. 

“Ahh! My head… I feel so dizzy.” Shannon murmured weakly, leaning against Gregory for support, as if she barely had any strength left. 

Wilma shot an irritated glance at Shannon and muttered under her breath, “Geez, always playing the victim. With all those acting skills, how did Madam Celeste outshine her for so many years?” 

Her every word reached Shannon’s ears. She was so angry that fumes 

were coming out of her ears. 

Gregory’s expression turned stiff and pale. After a moment of silence, he quietly instructed, “Wilma, please assist Shannon back to her 

room.” 

“I’m sorry, Chairman Salvador, I’m only responsible for Young Master Justin’s needs. I need to run the bath for him now. Perhaps someone else can help take care of Madam Shannon. Besides, she might not want me to serve her either. It could make her feel uncomfortable,” Wilma replied with a defeated tone before bowing and walking away. 

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Gregory only stood there in silence, his thoughts disarrayed. 

Just like that, Justin was left standing there. His expression revealed 

a mixture of reluctance and anger, as if he were abandoned. 

“Justin! Why are you still standing here?” Ryan rushed over and pushed him urgently. 

His face was filled with concern. “Bella’s about to leave. This is your chance to explain everything that happened between you and my 

sister!” 

Justin felt suffocated, as if there were a heavy stone crushing his 

chest. 

… 

On their journey back, the Hoffmans rode in two cars, with Logan in 

one and Claire and Zoe in the other. 

Inside the second car, Claire was full of resentment. She had always 

been shielded since she was young. 

In her youth, she found solace in her husband’s protection. As 

aged, she relied on the steadfast support of her son. When has s 

ever faced such humiliation as tonight? 

“Mom, Ryan publicly humiliated me in front of the Salvadors and 

Grandpa!” Zoe recounted, her voice trembling with anger. “He’s 

resorting to any means to stop me from marrying Justin!” 

Zoe fell into Claire’s arms and cried bitterly, “He only cares about his 

own happiness. He doesn’t care about my life or death at all! Does he still regard me as his sister now? Am I an enemy in his eyes?