After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel 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.

How dare she be so arrogant!

Queena sneered and pulled out a dagger from somewhere. "I know that the Secretary of State is busy with official duties, so you don't have time to stop me, an old lady."

The dagger glinted coldly as it pressed against Queena's neck.

"So if you continue to obstruct me, I'll die in front of you immediately."

Lucille's face instantly turned dark. Her beautiful face under the sunlight had a hazy glow with a layer of cold light surrounding it.

If this old lady died in front of her, her image as a national goddess...

Her lips were red like fire as she spoke softly. "Please show some restraint, Queena."

Did Queena really think that Lucille would be scared by her suicide threat?

Queena looked at Lucille blocking her way and made up her mind. She raised the dagger high and prepared to stab herself in the neck.

Just then - bang! A stone hit Queena's hand holding onto the dagger hard enough that it fell onto ground with a loud clatter before rolling several times before coming to rest on its side.

Everyone was shocked and couldn't believe what they saw.

Lucille suddenly looked up with an icy glare in her eyes. "Who? Who dares play tricks here?"

"I save whoever I want to save; is there something wrong with that?" A clear voice came from behind a dark corner on one side.

Everyone saw a tall woman slowly walking out into view where sunlight shone upon them revealing their pretty face.

After seeing clearly who she was looking at Sylvia's appearance caused Lucille's pupils shrink into needle-like points.

Sylvia!

What was she doing here?

Sylvia wore all black clothing which showed off slender white neck skin; black clothes contrasted sharply against fair skin making everything look very eye-catching.

A tall man stepped out slowly behind Sylvia; he wore all-black suit which showed off his extraordinary handsomeness.

Franklin!