The Ex-Wife He Couldn’t Afford to Lose（22）

Chapter 22

“Bella Thompson… I feel like I’ve heard that name somewhere before.

” Justin rubbed his temples, murmuring to himself, as if trying to recall something important.

“I did an in-depth investigation about Ms. Thompson,” Ian reported, trying to salvage the situation.

Justin’s eyes lit up with anticipation, thinking, Finally! At least this secretary is one step ahead of me! “Tell me the result,” Justin demanded, eager to hear the outcome.

“I couldn’t find anything about her,” Ian replied with a defeated look, slumping his shoulders and spreading his hands in helplessness.

“Ian, I think you should head to the human resources department tomorrow to settle your salary,” Justin said, his voice chilling with coldness.

“Mr. Salvador, calm down! It’s not that I don’t want to investigate her,” Ian stammered, clearly scared.

“It’s just that Ms. Thompson’s information is like a top-secret file.

I really can’t do anything about it.

” Ian’s face turned pale with fright, and he wiped sweat from his brow with trembling hands.

“Don’t you think it’s strange? All I could find out about Ms. Thompson is that she’s the only daughter of Wyatt Thompson’s first wife.

But there’s no information about her anywhere.

I’ve also searched social media but found nothing.

Is she a legend?” “Do you have a photo of her? Show it to me,” Justin ordered, his patience wearing thin.

“Ah, yes! It took a lot of effort to find it,” Ian replied, quickly pulling out his phone.

He tapped the screen and then handed the phone to Justin.

Justin took a close look at the photo, and his anger flared.

“Ian Harris! Do you have a death wish?!” The photo on the screen was blurry, showing Wyatt holding a toddler.

It was almost impossible to make out any details.

“Mr. Salvador, calm down! This is the only photo I could find of Ms. Thompson on the entire internet.

It was taken 20 years ago, at the funeral of Wyatt Thompson’s first wife,” Ian said nervously, knowing that Justin’s temper could explode at any moment.

“Twenty years ago,” Justin muttered under his breath.

That would make Bella Thompson around 24 or 25 years old this year, about the same age as Anna Brown.

Justin stared at the photo for a moment longer, his frown deepening.

The more he looked at it, the more he couldn’t shake the feeling that this girl’s features resembled Anna’s.

Damn it! Since signing the divorce papers, Justin had found himself thinking about his ex-wife more often.

What was going on? Just then, a maid knocked and entered.

“Young Master Justin, the chairman wants to see you,” she said respectfully.

In the living room, Shannon sat on Gregory’s shoulder, quietly sobbing.

Though she was already in her forties, she still acted like a child whenever she was with her husband.

“Greg… My sister is really pitiful.

She married into the Gold family, raised Zeke and Rosalind, and only lived a carefree life for a few years before all of this happened.

She called me last night, and her voice was hoarse from crying.

She said she was too embarrassed to visit me because she didn’t want to bring shame to our family.

” “How is this embarrassing? We are family.

Tell them to stop being strangers,” Gregory said, placing a comforting hand on Shannon’s shoulder.

His voice was gentle, yet firm.

“We’ll find a solution when Justin comes over.

” Over the years, Shannon had used her charm to drive away Justin’s mother and successfully married Gregory, becoming the matron of the Salvador family.

Gregory adored Shannon, his affection for her never waning.

“Dad, were you looking for me?” Justin walked in, his gaze as cold and unreadable as ever.

“Justin, you must save Rose’s family!” Shannon’s tears flowed freely, but she wiped them away with a silk handkerchief.

Between sobs, she added, “Rose and her father have health problems.

Rose has fallen ill and can’t eat anything since she heard the news.

If you love her and feel sorry for her, you must find a way to save her family.”