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Boss, Your Wife Signed the Divorce Agreement Before the Wedding novel Chapter 867

The recording ended. But the nightmare hadn't.

"But they found me," Rowan smiled, a bleak, desolate expression. "When I was planning to take my savings and Sunny to leave the Vance family, to get justice for Lydia... I got into a car accident."

Her words dropped like a bomb in the room.

Blanche's recent imprisonment was tied to hiring a hitman against Rowan, and now the two events connected perfectly.

It was never just about the antique shop Rowan owned. It was about silencing her to keep the truth buried.

Smack!

By the time anyone realized what was happening, a sharp slap echoed through the room.

Raelynn had shoved Julian aside, her eyes bloodshot. She raised her hand and struck Sylvia across the face with such brutal force that the older woman immediately collapsed to the floor.

A trail of blood seeped from the corner of Sylvia's mouth.

Raelynn's chest heaved. Her last shred of sanity snapped. Without a single word, she grabbed Sylvia's blocking hand and slapped her again, her face cold and relentless.

Her throat felt paralyzed. She was so consumed by rage she couldn't even force out a curse.

She could only mechanically, repeatedly vent her suffocating hatred.

Sylvia was completely defenseless. She took the beating until Raelynn's own hands were red and swollen.

Sebastian walked over and wrapped a firm hand around her wrist, gently pulling her back. Raelynn's legs gave out, her body too exhausted to stand. He slid an arm around her waist, letting her limp frame rest against his chest.

Raelynn couldn't even register who was holding her.

Every ounce of agony she had endured was brutally exposed in this very moment.

Both of her mothers had been secretly poisoned by this woman—one dead, one severely injured. And she herself had lost everything as a child, tossed into some remote, impoverished town to fend for herself, barely surviving the isolation.

The truth sent a bone-deep chill through her.

It shattered whatever control she had left.

Everything finally connected.

She had guessed the past wasn't simple. But she never imagined it was this severe.

Severe enough to involve murder. Severe enough that Rowan actually possessed the smoking gun to destroy everything.

She had thought cutting ties with Sylvia now—before things hit the point of no return—would be enough to secure her own position.

But now...

Dr. Evelyn Hayes clutched her chest, collapsing back into her chair.

It was too cruel. The truth made the grief even more excruciating.

Her sweet, wonderful Lydia had lost her life in such a horrific way...

Rowan watched the frantic Quentin and let out a manic, mocking laugh at his belated regret and deep devotion. "Quentin, what right do you have to put on this show? Didn't you enable all of this?"

Rowan's deliberate, vindictive verbal stab made Quentin freeze completely.

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