Aurora Dourada: Retorno By Ricardo Almeida

“Bella’s loss over those three years is worth Justin’s lifetime of

redemption.”

lan felt a jolt in his heart: He recalled the pitiful and helpless Bella

when she was living in the Salvador household. She had always stood

by Justin with fervent devotion, no matter what.

He could not help but shed tears silently.

Justin had suffered too much, but Bella was just as heartbroken.

lan was afraid that Justin might need help during the night and would not be able to call for assistance, so he just spent the night on the

sofa in the bedroom without even changing.

The next morning, his body clock awakened him. As soon as he opened his eyes, he instinctively looked toward Justin’s direction.

To his surprise, the bed was empty. Justin was nowhere to be found.

“Mr. Salvador… Mr. Salvador?!”

lan panicked and sprung up from his seat like a startled fish. He

started frantically searching the room for Justin.

Just then, the bathroom door swung open.

There stood Justin, impeccably dressed in a sharp three-piece suit, complete with a meticulously selected array of accessories-a

wristwatch, tie, and tie pin.

His composed demeanor showed no sign of illness, which almost made lan forget how weak Justin had appeared the night before.

“Is there something on my face?” Justin asked as he adjusted his sleeve, his voice slightly hoarse.

Though his breath still seemed a little shallow, it was hardly

noticeable.

“Mr. Salvador, w-why are you up? You need more rest!” lan expressed deep concern for his condition.

“We have an important strategic meeting at the office today. I must attend it,” Justin replied, his expression calm and collected as usual.

“Gosh… I totally forgot about it!”

lan slapped his forehead in frustration before gently advising him.

Mr. Salvador, you’re still unwell. Why don’t we skip today’s meeting

and prioritize your recovery?”

Justin’s cold demeanor prevailed as he raised his hand to silence lan

“I’m fine. Just get the car ready.”

*

At exactly 10:00 a.m., a black Rolls-Royce appeared in front of the Salvador Corporation’s building

The flashy license plate “Savrow A9999” immediately drew the

attention of everyone around.

“9999! And it’s a Savrow A license plate! That’s incredibly rare!”

Curious chatter broke out among the crowd,

“I remember that license plate going for auction. It sold for over $20

million! It even made the news!”

“What?! $20 million for a license plate?! My mind can’t even

comprehend that!”

“I’m really curious. Who could the owner of this car be?”

“Isn’t it obvious? It’s someone we’ll never come close to!”

Meanwhile, in the luxurious car, Asher sat upright, his long lashes

cast down as he studied the opened Bible resting on his knees,

holding a cross in his hand and murmuring prayers.

After finishing his prayer, he gently closed the Bible and whispered, ”

Amen.” Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

When he raised his gaze once more, his eyes were bloodshot. He

looked like a demon emerging from long-held darkness into

newfound light.

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