All Chapters of Revenge Of The Rejected Ex-Wife: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

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Chapter 171 Seraphina's Pov

My attention moved toward the photograph after a moment.The woman looked young and serious, one hand resting on the little boy’s shoulder. She had Edwin’s sister’s face, perhaps, though I had not studied him closely enough to see it. The boy stood slightly in front of her, looking toward something beyond the camera.“Who was the boy?” I asked.Kieran did not answer immediately.That pause told me he already knew.“Kieran.”“Adrian Vale.”The room became completely silent.Adrian Vale.The false internet technician.The man who had entered Ground during the temporary installation.The man Daniel remembered speaking with Evelyn.The man connected to Virellan’s field acquisition work.The man who had died three years ago under circumstances Arthur once questioned.The boy in the photograph had grown into the man whose name appeared on Ground’s first visitor log.Mrs. Crawford sat down.Mara closed her eyes for one second.Lucian’s hand touched the small of my back.Vivian stared at the

Chapter 172 Seraphina's Pov

Some doors become more dangerous the moment you decide to wait before opening them.Sleep should have come easily after two in the morning.It didn't.The moment I closed my eyes, my mind returned to the sealed door beneath Ground. I saw it standing behind concrete and utility pipes. I saw Adrian Vale asking Evelyn whether it remained sealed. I saw Arthur carrying a key no one could find. Then the images shifted into photographs, ledgers and notebooks until everything blurred together.At some point I drifted off.At some point I woke again.The darkness inside the bedroom had softened into gray.Dawn.Beside me, Lucian was already awake.That was becoming a habit.His attention remained fixed on the ceiling.Thinking.Planning.Calculating.I rolled onto my side."You didn't sleep."His eyes moved toward me."Some.""You are a terrible liar before coffee."A faint smile appeared."Good morning.""That depends."He exhaled quietly."We're opening that door today."It wasn't a question

Chapter 173 Seraphina's Pov

The process took another hour.Concrete cutters.Protective barriers.Dust control.Safety equipment.Documentation.Photographs.Everything recorded.Everything witnessed.The entire operation felt absurdly professional.Yet nobody questioned it anymore.Too much history sat behind that wall.Too many people had paid prices we still didn't fully understand.When the first section finally broke away, silence swept through the corridor.Everyone leaned forward.Nobody crossed the safety line.The opening revealed darkness.Nothing more.Just darkness.A narrow space behind the wall.The engineer continued working.Piece by piece.Carefully.Patiently.Until enough concrete had been removed to expose the entire door frame.Then we saw it.The lock.Old.Very old.Yet intact.Lucian looked toward Mara.Mara looked toward Kieran.Kieran looked toward the lock.Nobody spoke.Then Vivian whispered,"Arthur really kept a key."The reality of it settled over us.The man had physically sealed

Chapter 174 Seraphina's Pov

The room beneath Ground felt less like a hiding place and more like a confession.Nobody touched the shelves immediately.That surprised me.For months, every discovery in our lives had triggered motion. Questions. Arguments. Legal strategies. Reactions. Yet now, standing inside Arthur Blackthorne's buried archive, everyone seemed reluctant to move.Perhaps we finally understood what we were looking at.The room wasn't a vault.It wasn't a treasure room.It wasn't even evidence in the traditional sense.It was twenty-eight years of a man's conscience arranged alphabetically.The realization settled heavily over me as I looked around.Shelves covered every wall. Archive boxes stretched from floor to ceiling. Labels marked years, names, locations and categories. Arthur had not hidden random fragments here. He had hidden an entire history.And histories were dangerous.Far more dangerous than secrets.A secret could be explained.A history had to be understood.Lucian stepped forward fir

Chapter 175 Seraphina's Pov

By mid-afternoon, everyone understood the pattern.Naomi explained the beginning.Adrian explained the protection.Arthur would explain the motive.We gathered around the shelf carrying his name.Four boxes.Only four.Compared to everything else, they seemed strangely small.Mara opened the first.Letters.The second.Meeting notes.The third.Personal journals.The fourth stopped the room cold.Inside sat a single binder.Nothing else.No loose papers.No photographs.No folders.Just one black binder.The cover carried no title.No date.No label.Only a small handwritten note.For whoever finds this after I fail.Nobody breathed.For several seconds, nobody even moved.Then Vivian sat down abruptly.Mrs. Crawford crossed herself.Lucian stared.Kieran looked away.Only Mara reached for the binder.Carefully.Slowly.As though opening it might change everything.Perhaps it would.She lifted the cover.The first page contained only one sentence.No greeting.No explanation.No intro

Chapter 176 Seraphina's Pov

The words beneath Arthur's handwriting felt alive.If Adrian Ever Returns.My eyes remained fixed on the title while every instinct urged me to look away. Arthur had revised the binder after Adrian's death. Mara had just read the passage where he admitted that Adrian's death was the first moment in twenty-eight years that he believed everyone was finally safe. Then, immediately after that admission, he had written instructions for the possibility that Adrian might return.The contradiction settled over the room like another layer of dust.Lucian quietly shut the archive box beside him.The sound echoed more loudly than it should have.Nobody reached for another document.Nobody even shifted their weight.For the first time since we entered the archive, every person present seemed to understand that we had crossed into Arthur's private thoughts rather than his carefully maintained records. The letters, trust documents and observation reports had explained events. This binder promised t

Chapter 177 Seraphina's Pov

Some names belong on envelopes.Daniel's did not.The room seemed to shrink around the cream-colored envelope lying on Arthur's journal. Every person standing inside the archive had spent the better part of two days reconstructing the life of a man who had died carrying more secrets than any of us imagined possible. We had uncovered hidden trust funds, decades of correspondence, forgotten friendships, and promises made beside hospital beds. Each revelation had answered one question while creating three more.Yet nothing prepared me for seeing my son's name written in Arthur Blackthorne's unmistakable handwriting.**For Daniel. Only Daniel.**My first instinct was painfully simple.Take it.Hide it.Pretend none of the others had seen it.The thought disappeared almost as quickly as it came. Arthur had left the envelope inside a room he clearly intended several people to discover together. He had chosen those words carefully. If secrecy had been his goal, he would have hidden it elsewh

Chapter 178 Seraphina's Pov

A single photograph accomplished what an entire room of evidence could not.Nobody looked at the journal anymore.Nobody looked at the shelves.Every pair of eyes remained fixed on the image of Arthur sitting quietly beside Daniel at the museum fountain, as though the years between that afternoon and today had folded into nothing. The photograph carried none of the stiffness of a planned portrait. Daniel was laughing with his whole body, his hands moving wildly in the middle of another explanation. Arthur wasn't watching the camera. He was watching Daniel with an expression I had never imagined belonging to him.Peace.The realization unsettled me more than any secret hidden inside the archive.Arthur looked peaceful.For twenty-eight years, he had lived inside a maze of promises, surveillance, betrayal and guilt. Every page of his journals described a man carrying burdens too heavy to set down. Every decision seemed measured against consequences only he could see. Yet one ordinary co

Chapter 179 Seraphina's Pov

Dead men usually leave answers.Arthur Blackthorne left conversations.The violet glow from the ultraviolet flashlight transformed the blank notebook into something almost surreal. Lines of careful handwriting surfaced from the paper one sentence at a time, as though Arthur himself had been waiting patiently beneath the pages for someone to arrive with enough curiosity to look beyond the obvious. Every person in the archive leaned closer, their shadows stretching across the concrete floor while the shelves around us disappeared into darkness.The title alone refused to leave my mind.Private Conversations I Never Had.Arthur had spent his entire life preparing for difficult conversations.Now we were reading the ones he regretted losing.Edwin gently steadied the notebook while Mara adjusted the angle of the light."There."The first page became completely visible.Arthur's handwriting appeared calmer than it had inside the journals. Less hurried. More reflective.Almost peaceful.Mar

Chapter 180 Seraphina's Pov

The smallest things survived the longest.The forget-me-not rested in the center of Mara's palm, impossibly delicate after nearly three decades hidden beneath the pages of Arthur's notebook. Its petals had faded from vibrant blue to a muted grayish violet, yet the shape remained almost perfect. Whoever had pressed it between those pages had done so carefully, protecting it from light, moisture and time. Arthur had preserved thousands of documents inside the archive, but something about that tiny flower affected the room in a way ledgers and trust deeds never could.Vivian was the first to speak."Naomi loved forget-me-nots."Her voice carried the certainty of memory rather than deduction.Mrs. Crawford looked at her."You're sure?"Vivian smiled faintly."I planted them with her."The room grew quiet again."When?""The spring before Adrian turned six."She gently accepted the flower from Mara, handling it as though it might dissolve beneath her fingertips."There wasn't enough sunlig

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