The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 1962

Drew’s hands were casually in his pockets. He tilted his head and asked, “Is Bella here?”

Wilma sized him up. “Are you my Young Madam’s friend?”

“No.”

Wilma suddenly thought of something, and her eyes widened warily. “Oh! You aren’t Young Madam’s admirer, are you? Could you be Young Master Justin’s love rival?!”

After all, she knew all the men who would come to the villa to see Bella, but she did not recognize this one.

“Tsk.”

Drew smirked, raising his brow teasingly. “If I were Bella’s admirer, what chance would Justin have? Your Young Master would be out of the game long ago!”

What an arrogant brat!

Furious, Wilma was about to speak when Justin’s anxious voice came from behind. “Aunt Wilma, do we have fever medicine?!”

At the same time, he saw Drew standing outside the door. His eyes lit up. “Drew!”

“What a sweet greeting.” Drew’s eyes curved with a smile as he walked in.

Wilma’s mouth hung slightly open, finally realizing that this man must be another one of Bella’s brothers.

The Young Master she raised as her top priority was now at the bottom of the pyramid after being together with Bella. How pitiful.

“Young Master Justin, are you sick? I’ll get the medicine for you now.”

Justin’s gaze was anxious. “Not me. It’s Bella.”

“Can you stop talking for a second? Can’t you see she’s burning up? Her mind is muddled.”

Distressed for his sister, Drew felt pissed. “Justin, how are you taking care of Bella? She has been training with me and Asher since she was young. She rarely gets sick! How did she end up like this?”

“I…” Justin choked up, guilt churning in his stomach.

At this moment, Bella frowned in discomfort and turned over, exposing her snow-white skin from under the blanket.

Drew’s pupils contracted when he saw red marks on his sister’s neck, collarbone, and shoulders.

His mind buzzed, and he immediately understood everything.

He slowly turned his gaze and glared at Justin, his fists cracking. “Justin, you motherfucker!”