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The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 1947
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Bella heard the familiar voice, gripping Justin's hand so tightly that it turned red, her heart pounding in her chest.

"Wyatt... It's Wyatt!" "Uncle Wyatt?!" Justin's handsface showed a look of astonishment.

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At that moment, a group of people, dressed in black formal attire, solemnly entered the mourning hall.

Wyatt, leading the group with an imposing presence, drew all eyes to him. But it was not just him; Mila, Celeste, and Sasha, as well as Asher and Axel, cas well, representing the Thompson family.

It was rare for half of the Thompson family to appear together, showing the importance they placed on Logan's funeral. "Dad!" Bella's eyes were teary as she immediately went up to support her father.

Justin, seeing the reunion of the father and daughter, slightly curled his thin lips into a smile, but he did not step forward to offer his presence, instead silently standing in place, watching over them.

"What are you doing? I am not in my seventies or eighties. My health is fine!" Wyatt's heart warmed at the sight of his beloved daughter, but he scolded her playfully, "If you holdup like this, others will think I am half paralyzed!" Bella snorted but did not let go of her father's arm. "Why didn't you tellin advance? I thought you couldn'te." "It was justworrying for nothing. I thought that with the few of us, along with Asher and Axel,ing, it would show enough sincerity without dragging your father all the way back from overseas. But your father insisted oning back personally to see Chairman Hoffman off, to feel at ease," Mila sighed helplessly.

“It is not needless worrying, Aunt Mila. Don't say that. I know you care about this old man." Bella, seeing that Wyatt looked much better than before he went overseas for recuperation, finally felt relieved.

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Seeing the honored guests arrive, Ryan felt a surge of emotions, his eyes moist as he stepped forward.

When he spoke, his voice was hoarse. "Chairman Thompson, thank you so much foring..." "Silly child, just call'Uncle Wyatt'. Calling'Chairman Thompson' feels so distant." Ryan tightly pressed his lips together, nodding gratefully.

Seeing how much Wyatt favored Ryan, Christopher's heart burned with a jealous rage, his fists clenched and trembling under the refined crystal cuffs.

Once upon a time, he was the one who could openly call that old man "Uncle Wyatt".

Back then, Ryan did not even catch Wyatt's attention! "Mr. Iverson, what were those absurd words you said earlier?" Wyatt's sharp eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze at Christopher was intimidating.

Christopher gritted his teeth hard, speechless.

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