Axel’s photo was found on the Supreme Court’s official website from three years ago.
In the image, he stood in a ceremonial robe, debating passionately in court with a righteous expression.
Using the software Justin had developed, which could retrieve someone’s information in just a few minutes by uploading a picture, Justin quickly realized that Axel’s data took an unusually long time to retrieve—ten minutes.
This indicated that Axel was not someone who often appeared in the public eye or shared his photos on social media.
“If Axel was just a prosecutor, why was he so mysterious?” Justin pondered.
The name “Asher Thompson… Axel Thompson…” rang a bell, and after a moment of thought, Justin had an epiphany.
His eyes widened in shock as the realization struck him.
Could he be…
Great! Justin’s eyes narrowed, and a storm seemed to be brewing on his face.
He could feel his throat tightening with anger and disbelief.
‘Anna Brown, how can you be such a player after leaving me? You went straight to Asher after signing the divorce papers, and now you’re involved with his brother? Who do you think you are?!’
At that moment, the roar of a sports car broke Justin’s train of thought.
He turned toward the sound, watching as a black sports car sped past.
It was Anna’s car!
‘Why is she here? Something’s off,’ Justin thought, his heart racing.
He punched the car window in frustration.
“Ian! Chase after that car!”
Meanwhile, at the hotel entrance, reporters gathered as investigators tried to get Zeke into the car, signaling the end of the press conference.
Axel didn’t follow the investigators, instead opting to head to the back door where he patiently waited for his sister.
A few minutes later, a Bugatti La Voiture Noire stopped in front of him.
Steven lowered the window and greeted Axel.
“Hello, Mr.
Axel.
”
“Hey, Steve!” Axel bent down to look at his sister in the passenger seat, a warm smile spreading across his face.
He reached out to pinch Bella’s soft cheek.
“It looks like Steve is taking really good care of you these days.
Your cheeks are getting a bit chubby.
”
“No, they’re not!” Bella pouted, clearly offended.
“Yes, they are.
You’re even cuter when you have chubby cheeks.
Haha!” Axel teased.
The comment made Bella flustered, and Axel’s bluntness was the source of the playful tension.
Justin, who was hiding in the shadows, witnessed this and, to his frustration, thought that Bella and Axel were flirting.
His handsome face darkened, and he clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white with anger.
Ian, glancing nervously at the rearview mirror, couldn’t help but think to himself, ‘It’s normal for the young madam to be sought after by so many men.
She’s so outstanding and beautiful! Only my boss is blind enough to miss out on someone like her…’
“How was it? Don’t you think I look so cool today?” Axel raised his eyebrows, smugly fishing for a compliment from his sister.
“Yes, yes, you were so cool! You certainly gained a lot of fans.
All those girls online are looking for information about you.
You’ve made the top search!”
Bella leaned her arms on the car window, looking up at Axel with admiration and excitement, her lively personality shining through.