The Don Tore Up Our Divorce (Gemma and Cassian) novel Chapter 256

**Before Rain Touches Earth Memories Return With Gentle Warmth by Eli Dane Crest 256**

**Chapter 256**

**Cassian’s POV**

The video flickers to life, revealing a woman unmistakably recognizable as Claire. She steps out from a dimly lit massage parlor that looks more dubious than inviting. The footage cuts to another scene, where Claire is surrounded by male masseurs, her smile radiant, yet their hands linger a little too close for comfort.

While nothing in the clips is overtly explicit, the insinuations are painfully clear.

The comments flood in like a torrent, sharp and acidic.

[So the Blackwells are dirty too. Birds of a feather…]

**Gemma’s POV**

I sit cross-legged on the floor, my laptop precariously balanced on my knees, a chaotic array of papers strewn around me. The harsh blue light from the screen stabs at my eyes, and I can feel the weight of the moment pressing down on my shoulders.

< Chapter 256 90+32 Bonus Evidence... I need every scrap I can gather before Reyna twists the narrative beyond all recognition. Molly’s voice slices through the thick silence that envelops us. “Okay, listen up. I managed to hack into those entertainment Twitter accounts. Don’t give me that look... I left no trace. But guess what? They’re all pointing to the same buyer. Someone shelled out a hefty sum to get those photos trending.” I lift my gaze from the screen, and my heart sinks, already knowing the answer. Molly smirks, her eyes glinting with mischief. “And who else would drop that kind of cash just to ruin your life...?” Exactly. I’m busy comparing the handwriting on that ridiculous note to Reyna’s old letters I managed to unearth. As I suspected, the strokes match perfectly. Zina leans in closer, squinting at the lines with a frown. “But what if she denies it? What if she just claims it’s fake?” A short laugh escapes my lips, laced with disbelief. "Deny it? She can take her handwriting to a lab and prove me wrong. But she won’t. She knows this is hers." I tap the page emphatically with my nail, “This is real, even if that report was fabricated.” Zina bites her lip, uncertainty etched on her face. "But will this really take her down for good? Even if we corner her now, she’ll find a way to slither out." < Chapter 256 +32 Bonus Zina’s voice softens, taking on an almost conspiratorial tone. “Gemma, why don’t you finally reveal what happened all those years ago? This... this is the perfect opportunity. You could finally seek justice for your mom.” My throat tightens painfully at her words, but she doesn’t relent. "She was betrayed by Lucien, stabbed in the back by Reyna and Angela. And what did she receive in return? Nothing. Just years of suffering and an illness she never deserved. Don’t you think she deserves better than silence?" Her words land heavily in the pit of my stomach. I’ve kept those memories locked away for so long, terrified of dragging them into the light. If I do... if I expose everything, my mother’s name will be splashed across the internet. Strangers will hurl their cruelty at her, and God knows she’s far too fragile to withstand that. I shake my head slowly, each movement filled with dread. "If I voice it, Zina, the world will devour her alive. She isn’t strong enough; I can’t do that to her." Zina’s hand comes down on my shoulder, warm and steady. “Gemma, listen to me. We can’t run forever. Your mom... she could speak for herself. Do you really think she would want you suffering like this because of her? No! She would want you to fight back.” < Chapter 256 +32 Bonus Her words pierce through my defenses, cutting deeper than I expected. Zina has never spoken to me like this before, never pushed me so directly. But I know she’s right, and that realization is the most painful part. She softens her tone once more. “Jace and I are with you. Always. If you expose Reyna, I promise to ensure your mom is safe. We’ll arrange twenty-four-hour care for her, and I swear, no one will come close enough to hurt her. You trust me, don’t you?” My chest swells with a mix of fear and relief. I nod, my voice trembling with uncertainty. "I trust you." Molly raises her hand dramatically, a wide grin on her face. "Don’t forget me! I’ve got your back too." A laugh bubbles up despite the oppressive atmosphere surrounding us. These people—just a handful of hardworking souls—are mine... loyal through and through. I inhale deeply, steadying myself for what’s to come. “Alright, I’ll do it. I’ll prepare everything tonight.” My hands tremble as I begin sorting through files and scanning old documents. Stories buried for years are about to claw their way into the light. The thought terrifies me, but for the first time in ages, I feel a flicker of determination igniting within me. < Chapter 256 +32 Bonus Suddenly, Molly exclaims, “Guys, you need to see this, new gossip just dropped." We all crowd around her laptop, my stomach sinking as Claire’s face appears on the screen. Video after video shows her exiting a massage parlor, then clips of her surrounded by male masseurs, all smiling as if they know precisely what the cameras want to capture. Zina whistles low, disbelief etched into her features. "Oh my God. Someone is deliberately targeting the Blackwells too. This isn’t just about you, Gemma. You might be collateral damage." I press my lips together, forcing myself to think clearly. Initially, I believed Reyna was solely focused on me. But if Claire is now caught in this crossfire as well... "Maybe she wants to divert their attention,” I murmur, piecing it together. “If the Blackwells are busy cleaning up Claire’s mess, they won’t have time to deal with me. I’ll be left to face this storm alone." Zina claps her hands, admiration tinged with bitterness in her tone. "Brilliant, absolutely ruthless. She’s pulling out all the stops." Molly continues scrolling, her brow furrowing in concentration. "Guys, check this out. Blackwell Airlines just released a statement. They’re holding a live press conference this afternoon." Zina turns to me, her expression serious. “Is that for you, or for the Blackwells?" < Chapter 256 +32 Bonus It’s big, and there’s no way Donovan hasn’t seen it by now. The thought of him reading those vile headlines, his fragile health buckling under the weight of it all... it twists my stomach into knots. Suddenly, Molly cheers, pumping her fist in the air. "Yes! I got a response from one of the reporters. They’re willing to talk. Their IP matches the entertainment account that leaked the photos, and if we find this person, we can trace everything back to the source." A flicker of hope ignites within me, breaking through the fog of despair. “If we can expose that, we can prove Reyna’s behind this.” But before I can delve deeper into the implications, my phone buzzes loudly against the table, the screen lighting up with a name that makes my heart race. Sybille. I freeze, staring at it as the weight of everything crashes down on me all at once. Zina notices my stillness, her annoyance and concern evident. “Are you going to answer it?"