All Chapters of Divorce the Cheat, Return for Revenge: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Pete walked towards the front house, his both hands cuffed behind him while the officer trailed slightly behind him. His face looked pale, and sweat clung stubbornly to his forehead despite the cool morning breeze brushing against his skin.Every step he took felt heavy, as though chains were wrapped around his legs instead of only his wrists.His breathing was uneven, and the deeper he walked into the front compound, the louder the pounding in his chest became.Just before they reached the front, the other two officers inside the house earlier were already outside waiting.The third officer had called them earlier through the small intercom hung on his shoulder as soon as he caught sight of Pete trying to escape.Their eyes locked onto Pete immediately, and the expression on their faces carried no sympathy at all."You've just made matters even worse trying to escape, Mr. Jordan." The lead officer said, shaking his head slowly in disappointment. "It's obvious now you're guilty of the

Officer Lee came out to meet Elizabeth screaming at the top of her voice, beside her stood a man on black suit, holding a briefcase. “Where’s my son?” She demanded. “I want to see him now!”Her sharp voice echoed through the station with such force that even Officer Lee, who had handled countless troublesome suspects and difficult families over the years, paused briefly in surprise.Elizabeth stood there looking furious beyond control, her expensive jewelry trembling slightly from how violently her body shook with anger. Her face was red, her breathing rough, and her eyes burned with the kind of rage only a mother protecting her child could carry.Beside her, Barrister Stonehead remained calm, though his expression carried tension too. He held the black leather briefcase firmly in one hand while adjusting the cuff of his suit with the other, trying his best to maintain composure despite Elizabeth’s relentless shouting."Madam, you need to calm down." Officer Lee said, shocked at the o

Pete’s unsanctioned confession to the crime had become a hindrance to the barrister’s already plans he was beginning to plot to set him free.The atmosphere inside the interrogation room had grown heavier than before. Barrister Stonehead stood beside the metal table, one hand resting against his waist while the other rubbed slowly across his forehead in frustration.The confidence he carried when he first arrived at the station had reduced greatly after hearing Pete openly admit that he had confessed during interrogation.Rosa sat stiffly on the chair opposite her son, her breathing still rough from shock and anxiety. Her expensive handbag rested tightly against her lap while her fingers gripped it so hard the leather had folded slightly beneath her nails.The fear in her eyes was impossible to hide now.“Barrister Stonehead, I’m sure there must be something we can still do to get my son out of this mess.” Rosa said, turning to the man with pleading eyes.Her voice had softened greatl

Petra sat opposite Oscar Wesley in the luxurious living room of the Chapman family villa, a sleek tablet resting on her lap while several printed reports and digital projections were spread neatly across the glass center table between them.The evening atmosphere was calm and quiet, with only the faint clinking sound of Oscar occasionally stirring the untouched coffee before him.Petra looked different these days. There was now a confidence around her that naturally followed power, wealth, and independence.Gone was the exhausted woman who used to live under Pete’s shadow. Sitting there now in an elegant cream-colored fitted outfit with her hair falling neatly over her shoulders, she looked every inch like the billionaire heiress and CEO she had become.Oscar leaned slightly forward, his attention fixed on the holographic market projections displayed from the tablet Petra had connected to the screen mounted across the living room wall.“The code optimization you cracked last week at e

Rosa sat helplessly inside the hospital corridor after visiting Zoe’s ward, her eyes swollen from crying.Her expensive clothes looked wrinkled and untidy now, completely different from the proud and elegant appearance she usually maintained whenever she stepped outside publicly.The proud woman who once looked down on Petra and believed her son could do no wrong now sat weakly on the cold hospital chair like someone who had aged ten years overnight.The corridor was quiet except for the occasional sound of nurses moving past with files and medical equipment. Rosa’s fingers remained tightly locked together on her lap while her breathing came slowly and heavily.Her thoughts were completely scattered.Everything had collapsed too quickly.Just weeks ago, Pete still had his company, his luxurious lifestyle, and his freedom. Even after his divorce scandal exploded publicly, Rosa still believed things would eventually calm down and her son would rebuild his life somehow. But now?Pete was