After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 872

Chapter 872

Queena lifted her head and looked at the woman, blood flowing continuously from her forehead. She seemed to feel no pain, but the air was filled with a faint smell of blood.

"Lucille."

Lucille shook her head, looking somewhat regretful at the beaten and bloody members of the Hipps family. "Why bother? Do you really think such extreme methods can absolve you of guilt? That's too naive!" "My son did not commit any crime, and neither did my Hipps family!" Queena remained proud despite being covered in blood. Though she wasn't as tall as Lucille, she stood straight with a strong backbone. She raised her chin slightly, even though she was disheveled and battered. The Countess' aura was still fully displayed by Queena.

Like a winter plum standing proudly in the cold winter month - unshaken by wind or ice.

Lucille despised this detestable arrogance that ran through all members of Hipps family; whether it be Madeleine back then or Clare now - they all had an inexplicable sense of pride and duty that came with their status as nobles.

The more arrogant they were, the more glorious they felt; which only made Lucille want to destroy them even more!

Destroy everything they held dear!

There seemed to be a wild beast roaring inside Lucille's heart constantly urging her on. Destroy everything!

Madeleine - Hipps family's genius - didn't she fall? Didn't she disappear? And never come back again?

Ha ha ha...

The Hipps family is just like Madeleine back then; once glorious but now gone forever!

Never coming back again!

Lucille chuckled softly; Her beautiful face looked so gentle yet so charmingly wicked at the same time. Looking at these miserable members of Hipps family gave her indescribable pleasure deep down inside. Queena's pale lips trembled slightly as she stared intently at Lucille for what seemed like an eternity before feeling a chill run down her spine from behind.

"Secretary Lucille," said Queena firmly while standing outside the gates of the presidential house with unwavering determination written across every inch on her face.

"Just because we are currently defeated doesn't mean we will always be defeated. Others may think that our family has been nailed to shame pole but let me tell everyone here today - NO! NO! My family is innocent!"

She glanced at Lucille and walked towards the tall and elegant woman. "When I was on the battlefield, the Secretary of State wasn't even born yet!"

Lucille narrowed her eyes. "What do you want?"

This old lady was spouting nonsense, even though it was already too late for the Hipps family to make a comeback.

she be so

Secretary of State is busy with official duties, so you don't have time

as it

if you continue to obstruct me, I'll die in

face under the sunlight had a

died in front of her, her image as a national

she spoke

really think that Lucille would be

up her mind. She raised the dagger high and prepared to stab herself in the

hard enough that it fell onto ground with a

icy glare in her

save whoever I want to save; is there something wrong with that?" A clear voice came from behind a

tall woman slowly walking out into view where sunlight shone upon them revealing their

Sylvia's appearance caused

was she

showed off slender white neck skin; black clothes contrasted sharply

slowly behind Sylvia; he wore all-black

Franklin!

his gaze sweeping over Lucille. His eyes were icy cold as he

never expected to see that token in Mr. Maskelyne's possession," she said. "It seems I am not doing

smile. "There are many things

Queena, assuring her that the Hipps family had been wronged and

was half past eleven - he declared confidently that they still had

walk away for several moments

always assumed they were completely open with each other and held no secrets between them. But clearly there was more going on than she

I

him only to find it empty; naturally, she knew then that they must have headed straight for the Presidential palace

gathered outside including

once more, "you are quite an interesting person indeed! No matter what is happening or whether you're involved or not... you always seem eager to stick your nose where it doesn't belong! Don't you ever fear walking alone at night? What if

help smiling inwardly at how ridiculous this sounded coming from someone like Lucille who seemed fearless herself despite any

thoughtfulness passed across her face briefly but disappeared just as

lightly while taking a deep breath inward, trying hard not let this girl get under skin too much anymore than necessary given recent events which made everything feel so much worse than

really knew how

little tramp think she

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