After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 871

Chapter 871

The morning sun was bright and brilliant at the Hipps manor. The butler had gone out early to buy breakfast from a nearby community. Queena had just picked up her fork when she turned to Old Mr. Hipps sitting across from her and said, "I wonder how our son is doing in prison. Is he suffering?"

Old Mr. Hipps took a bite of his dumpling before sighing heavily, "Who knows."

As he spoke, he grabbed the remote control and turned on the TV. The morning news was broadcasting live with a sweet female anchor's voice saying, "Just last night, His Excellency the President issued a new order to execute death row inmate Clare at noon today. It is reported that since the occurrence of the tragic incident involving the Hipps family until now, evidence has been conclusive that Clare committed crimes deserving of punishment."

With a loud clatter, Queena dropped her fork as tears welled up in her eyes and trembled on her lips. As she spoke through sobs that threatened to choke her voice out completely she said,"How could this be? How could it happen so quickly? He's going to be executed at noon today? No!"

She cried out in despair as she staggered towards the door.

Old Mr. Hipps and their butler quickly got up to stop her, "Ma'am, what are you trying to do?"

Queena's face was full of tears while pain filled every inch of it, "I'm going to find the President! I have to save my son!"

Old Mr. Hipps looked at her with sadness etched deeply into his face, "What can you do if you go there? We don't have any evidence proving our son's innocence."

"Are you asking me just watch my son die without doing anything about it? I can't do that! My son is innocent!" Queena cried while holding onto Old Mr. Hipps tightly.

The butler wiped away his tears helplessly.

Red-eyed with emotion, Old Mr. Hipps said firmly, "We're all going together right now."

After speaking these words, he suddenly let go of Queena, then walked toward one guest room where an ancestral tablet belonging to their family was kept inside. With his left hand holding one tablet, and right hand holding another, the butler followed suit by carrying two tablets himself... Queena understood everything immediately after following them inside. She too carried two tablets along with them.

After what happened within their family, many relatives went separate ways from them.

However, when three elderly people opened apartment door, they were stunned by what they saw outside - many former servants who worked for their family stood there along with several distant relatives who came back after hearing about recent events....

Looking sad, Old Mr. Hipps gazed upon them ,"It seems like all of you know already..."

Upon seeing the plaques held in their hands, everyone was shocked. "What are you guys doing...?"

"No matter what, I have to save Clare," Queena's eyes were red and moist. "My son has never done anything to harm anyone."

"We're going too," said the other members of the Hipps family as they rushed into the room. When they came out, almost every one of them had a plaque in their hands.

Old Mr. Hipps and Queena were shaken by these actions from the Hipps family members. They never expected that they would be willing to help.

Their hearts were trembling!

Queena raised her chin slightly, "My family's honor has lasted for a hundred years with generations of loyalty and devotion. How could we possibly do such a thing? My son Clare has made tremendous contributions for our country and empire during his service period - he received three third-class honors and one second-class honor. I must save him!"

After Queena finished speaking, she took shaky steps towards the elevator.

The others followed behind her with a rustling sound.

Nearly thirty people from all levels of the Hipps family marched towards the front gate of the presidential palace.

Alongside them on their journey, many people whispered among themselves. "Young Master Ye was sentenced to death!"

"It's so tragic! The Hipps family is responsible for managing our air force department; we've developed so well over these past few years thanks to their outstanding contributions in aviation."

"That's right! The three pilots from Hipps family who died while testing Union No. 3 performance are martyrs whose bodies fell into deep sea waters without any remains left behind."

"Indeed! There are more than just those three martyrs within this family; Miss Hipps who saved the President when she was young but went missing thirty years ago... the one found last year turned out to be an imposter."

"Shouldn't President reconsider?"

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Guided by Old Mr. Hipps and Queena, all members of Hipps family arrived at Presidential Palace's entrance gate with strict security guards standing guard outside it.

Seeing this group consisting old men, women and children holding plaques in hand scared those security guards stiffened up for quite some time before regaining consciousness again. "Old Mr. And Mrs. Hipps, what brings you here?"

Old Mr. Hipps scanned them expressionlessly, his voice carrying the weight of someone who had been in power for a long time. "We brought the ancestors of the Hipps family to meet with the President. My son is innocent. The Hipps family has always served our country and people, both a hundred years ago and a hundred years from now. We would never do anything that harms our nation or its people."

He may be old now, but that doesn't mean he can let his son be wrongly accused and killed.