Chapter 556 Retaliation By The Divorced Heiress

• Nigel sat on the sofa in the study. Nigel personally brought his grandchild a cup of water that he had poured for him. "Thank you, Grandpa." Justin grabbed it quickly with both hands. There was nothing of weakness or disease in his manner, which was rather grave and erect. He supported the cup's base with his left hand while holding the cup with his right. With the polished manners of a young man of distinction, he sipped the tea with elegance. "Justin, does your injury still hurt?" Concerned, Nigel inquired. "It's nothing serious, just superficial wounds." In actuality, Justin's previous ailments had some impact.
• His chest felt heavy most of the time, but he was quite good at hiding it. "Don't worry, Grandpa," answered Justin with a radiant smile. That is not how weak your grandchild is. After all, I've served in the military. "Why didn't you resist if you're not so weak? It's obvious that your father assaulted you because of that vixen, Shannon. It was irrational. Why didn't you take the whip away from him and give Shannon a face-slap? Indignantly, Nigel questioned. When he phoned Justin this time, he intended to ask him this question. Justin dropped his gaze and stared at his image in the cup. Surprisingly, he said nothing.
• Eventually, Nigel scowled and said in a heartbreaking voice, "You are my grandchild, the Salvador family's lineage. Do you still believe that you have a duty to your family? Justin's angular brows quirked. A bitter grimace settled on his face as he squeezed his thin lips together tightly. He and his mother, who was near death from sickness, fought for their lives when he was five years old. In the dirty and stench-filled slums, they endured innumerable hardships. One night, in the middle of a violent storm, a fancy automobile smashed into his gloomy environment. All sides of the deteriorated roof were leaking. Without a key, it was easy to force the wooden door open from the outside.