The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge novel Chapter 2462

The Mayor tried to reason with Grant. “But right now, Salvador Corporation is in the eye of the storm. If I force the project into your hands and the higher-ups decide to investigate, I won’t be able to escape responsibility!”

Grant said, “If they investigate, I might not be able to save your position, but I can assure you a lifetime of wealth. But if you choose to go against me, you won’t just lose your position. You’ll be left with nothing.”

Under the moonlight, Grant toyed with an exquisite antique teacup in his hand. His half-closed eyes radiated a chill. “You worked so hard to climb to where you are today. Do you really think you can stomach losing everything?”

After ending the call, he glanced at Jace, who stood motionless at his side. A faint smirk lifted his lips.

“Clarice is still in custody. It’ll take another two days before she’s released. The lab needs someone to oversee things. Jace, I’ll have to trouble you with this.”

Jace stiffened in surprise. “I failed in my task. You aren’t punishing me?”

Grant’s smile was unreadable. “It wasn’t your fault. You were ambushed. Otherwise, I know you wouldn’t have let me down.”

…

Leaving the villa, Jace slid into his car, only to realize his thin shirt was already drenched in cold sweat.

He had followed Grant for years, regarding him as an adopted parent, never once feeling fear.

But this time, hesitation, conflict, unease, and guilt twisted into something darker—an unspoken terror clawing at his chest.

What was he afraid of?

Was it the changes within him that he could no longer control—the fear that Grant might see through them?

Suppressing the discomfort gnawing at him, Jace lit a cigarette, inhaling deeply as he sped down the winding mountain roads.

He was not sure how long he had been driving when he suddenly realized something.

His gaze snapped to the rearview mirror to see a black luxury car tailing him.

Jace’s eyes narrowed. He floored the gas pedal, executing a flawless drift at the next turn. The tires screeched against the pavement, smoke curling into the night as he left the pursuer far behind.

……

Meanwhile, at Yara Park—

Mila paced anxiously around the room, staring at her phone’s tracker.

Mila’s gaze darkened. After a long pause, she nodded.

……

Arnold had made a stunning appearance at the press conference, only to vanish just as quickly.

Since then, Asher has not slept.

He had contacted his former subordinates, including Yuri, and enlisted the help of Ryan and Sasha. Together, they mobilized the Hoffman family and the Southern Star Syndicate, scouring both Savrow and Hatchbay for any trace of his lost love.

By the third day, at the break of dawn, Asher wandered the empty streets like a lost soul.

Suddenly, his phone rang. It was Yuri.

“Boss! You better get your ass over here! I found him!” Yuri’s voice cracked with excitement.

Standing in the cold night, Asher’s heart clenched. His entire body trembled. “Where’s Arnold?!”

“He’s at a gay bar. I’m sending you the address now!”