After Divorce: Remarried to a Tycoon with Twin Babies-Chapter 130: Mother-in-law and Lover Captured Together? Vivian’s Revenge!
Vivian Sinclair felt a bit emotional.
It was as if she had gone back to the past, where she didn’t have to rely on herself for everything because someone else was always there to clear the path for her.
No, it wasn’t the same.
Back in the day, Elias Sinclair would never let Vivian touch even a hint of malice.
Even when someone intentionally bullied her, Elias would step in personally to resolve the matter before Vivian could even retaliate.
Even the friends around Vivian were meticulously chosen by Elias.
They were more like her protectors than friends.
So, as she grew older, Vivian felt she couldn’t earn their genuine friendship and gradually drifted apart from them.
After her background was exposed, Elias was the first to abandon Vivian, and naturally, those ’old friends’ wouldn’t contact her anymore.
The Sinclair Family only wanted to groom her into a docile and respectful little princess, carefree and unworried.
Though she grew up under gentle care, Vivian couldn’t have much of a personality, nor could she even paint.
That’s why she developed a rebellious spirit.
In middle school, she secretly became an apprentice to Fiona Rhodes behind the Sinclair Family’s back.
She had been painting for so many years, yet the Sinclair Family didn’t know she was W.
Now, Julian Thorne was going against the Sinclair Family.
He wanted her to see the worst side of the world and solve her grievances herself.
To think someone believed that Vivian’s own feelings and intentions were more important than anything else.
Vivian accepted this sentiment, her eyes shining as she replied, "Then what are we waiting for? Let’s go!"
When Vivian appeared in front of Dylan Drexler and Lillian Rivers, Dylan’s face drastically changed the moment he saw the tall figure behind Vivian.
Julian Thorne, dressed in a black coat, had his hands in his pockets.
His head almost touched the doorframe, and his towering presence naturally exerted an intense pressure.
Even without any special expression, he seemed like the King of the Underworld, his presence leaving Dylan completely disheartened.
"It’s... it’s you!"
"It’s actually you!"
"You’re the one who drove me to this point, and you’re the one who left me no way out!"
"Julian Thorne—I’m going to fight you—"
Dylan clenched his fists and was about to charge forward, but Louie raised a stick and charged, striking Dylan hard in the stomach.
Dylan bent in pain, forming a C shape, and immediately fell to his knees.
Even the painful scream took a moment to emerge from deep within his throat: "Ah—!!"
Vivian was startled but was even more surprised when she glanced at Louie.
Apparently, not just anyone could be Julian Thorne’s driver.
Julian looked down and asked her, "Were you scared?"
Vivian absolutely would not admit it!
She crossed her arms and coldly said, "No."
Lillian Rivers had originally been astonished that Julian Thorne, known for being mysterious, rarely appearing in public, and holding the position of the richest person in Ardis, would be here.
However, upon seeing the way he looked at Vivian and the familiar and natural interaction between the two, a bold idea popped into Lillian’s mind.
"Could it be that you two... know each other?"
"President Thorne, you, for Vivian Sinclair, is that the reason you relentlessly drove us to this point? Going so far as to press Phoenixia to the ground, offending the person behind Dylan Drexler, all for that tramp Vivian Sinclair?"
"Vivian Sinclair, tell me, how are you involved with him?"
"What is your relationship?"
"Vivian Sinclair, speak up! What did you do behind Austin’s back!!"
Lillian, having just kept a cold demeanor when facing Dylan Drexler’s wife, now went berserk, about to confront Vivian for an answer.
Major grabbed her.
"Behave!"
"Whatever relationship Miss Sinclair has with our Master Julian, who are you to question?"
After saying this, Major kicked Lillian to the ground on her knees.
Lillian tried to get up defiantly.
Vivian dropped the bomb: "The old lady has already passed away."
Lillian was clearly unaware of this news.
She looked astonished, "She... she was nearing the end of her life anyway, it wasn’t my doing!"
Even as she said this, a hint of guilt flashed across her face.
Vivian: "From her birthday banquet, she should have had another three to six months to properly say goodbye to this world."
"But after this ordeal, she didn’t even make it to three months. You bear no responsibility for that?"
Lillian immediately became angry, ashamed, and resentful: "It’s her fault for not handing over those things."
"I was only asking her to preserve them for Austin, why did she have to entrust them to someone unrelated and not trust us?"
"I hated her!"
"Hated her for never giving me a kind look as a daughter-in-law all these years, hated that in her heart I’m not even comparable to you!"
"She’s dead, she deserved it! I won’t feel guilty, I won’t..."
Vivian: "And what about Austin Grant, who was almost beaten to death?"
"Your lover, that night, instructed his men, saying that keeping Austin Grant alive was just a source of maternal compassion for you, so they should beat him to death!"
"If Mr. Thorne hadn’t shown up in time, you wouldn’t have a son anymore."
"Even if you got all that money, who would you give it to?"
"To him?"
Lillian was shocked, "What, what did you say?"
"Austin, Austin was almost beaten to death?"
"He was seriously injured?"
"How is he? How is he now?"
"Vivian, tell me, how is Austin—"
Vivian Sinclair walked step by step towards Lillian Rivers.
She opened the photos on her phone, showing Lillian the images of Austin Grant with a bruised, battered face on the operating table.
Seeing her son like this, Lillian Rivers broke down completely.
No mother can bear to see her son in such a state.
She immediately struggled to her feet, trying to lunge at Dylan Drexler. Vivian quickly stepped aside and gave Major a look.
Major conveniently let go, allowing Lillian Rivers to rush forward and strike and kick Dylan Drexler.
"You actually wanted to kill my son! You worthless scoundrel, what do you count for? What right do you have to lay hands on my son!"
"If we die, we die together, die together—"
Dylan Drexler, overwhelmed by the sudden assault, angrily swung a slap across Lillian Rivers’s face.
"Madwoman!"
"If it weren’t for your kindness and compassion, would I have attracted so much trouble?"
"I truly regret getting tangled with you, or else I wouldn’t have lost everything I have now!"
"That Grant Family of yours, I couldn’t even open a single wall of safes. All that effort breaking in, and it was all for nothing."
"I lost everything, and I haven’t blamed you, yet you’re blaming me first?"
In a fit of rage, Dylan Drexler grabbed Lillian Rivers’s hair and yanked her forcibly backwards.
"Listen, our common enemy now is that man named Thorne and your daughter-in-law! Otherwise, we won’t be able to escape..."
Dylan Drexler’s vicious gaze shot towards Vivian Sinclair and Julian Thorne, holding out a glimmer of hope that Julian wouldn’t go to extremes against him.
"You know who my uncle is, don’t you?"
"If you dare to annihilate me, I guarantee your Thorne Group..."
Julian Thorne pulled out a pitch-black object and aimed it at Dylan Drexler.
"You guarantee?"
"You guarantee what?"
"Now your uncle is barely able to fend for himself, busy cleaning up your mess, busy cutting ties with you. You still guarantee he can take on my Thornes?"
"Drexler."
"You dare to touch my people, Julian Thorne? Didn’t I warn you last time?"
Seeing that pitch-black hole, Dylan Drexler was so terrified he fell to the ground, almost losing his soul.
"Julian, Julian Thorne, what do you want to do?"
"Are you going to kill?"
"You, the president of the Thornes, dare to murder. What kind of law-breaking good are you?"
"And this, this woman is clearly the Grant family’s daughter-in-law. What does she have to do with you?"
"Quick—Lillian Rivers, you saw it too. Your daughter-in-law is having an affair with this Julian Thorne behind your son’s back, don’t you care?"
With these words, Dylan Drexler pushed Lillian Rivers forward.
Lillian Rivers fell to her knees on the ground.
Though she hated them deeply, she dared not move.
She could only glare viciously at Vivian Sinclair, "You... you and him..."
"You dare betray Austin..."
"Vivian Sinclair, you harlot!"
Vivian Sinclair took the object from Julian Thorne’s hand and pressed the trigger against Lillian Rivers’s knee.
Sure enough, it wasn’t a real gun loaded with bullets.
But it still made Lillian Rivers scream in pain, clutching her leg, unable to get up.
Seeing her decisiveness, Julian Thorne was extremely satisfied, nodding his approval: "Very good."
"Come, now it’s his turn."
Saying this, he leaned forward slightly, reaching from behind and firmly wrapping his large hands around Vivian Sinclair’s grasp on the object.
"Do you know how to aim?"
"Here’s the head."
"Here’s the neck, here’s the heart."
"Here, is the eye."
"This thing may not be fatal, but if it hits the eye, it can still create a bloody hole."
"Want to try?"
Upon hearing this, Dylan Drexler was so frightened he immediately raised his hand to cover his eyes: "No, no—"
Louie saw this, grabbing Dylan Drexler’s arm, making it impossible for him to shield them.
Dylan Drexler completely broke down, starting to curse: "Julian Thorne, you madman!"
"Just like me, liking other people’s wives. If you have the guts, just kill me already!"
"What kind of hero torments people like this!"
Julian Thorne walked over and kicked Dylan Drexler hard in the chest.
Dylan Drexler lay on the ground, gasping for breath for a long time.
When he could hear, he heard Julian Thorne say: "There’s one thing you got right."
"Can you guess what it is?"
Having witnessed Julian’s ruthlessness, Dylan dared not say a word.
He only trembled constantly, his teeth chattering together ’clack clack clack’.
Julian Thorne: "I thought you were some mighty hero, but you’re just a bullying coward!" 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦
Disdainfully kicking him aside, he walked toward the door.
Pausing beside Vivian Sinclair, he stopped: "Have you figured out how to get revenge on them?"
"Time is running short, make your decision quickly."
At these words, Lillian Rivers and Dylan Drexler both looked up in terror.
Revenge, revenge?
Did he do all this just for Vivian Sinclair to get revenge on them?
At this moment, their eyes simultaneously filled with fear and despair.
