All Chapters of You Had This Divorce Coming: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Gideon walked over and asked what they had found.The officer told him the fire had started with a vehicle in the underground garage. According to the preliminary findings, the vehicle had spontaneously combusted for reasons still unknown, which allowed the flames to spread through the property. Investigators had found no evidence of deliberate ignition.Gideon's entire body went rigid. Every instinct he had told him the explanation was nonsense.He had effectively kept Lucille trapped in this house, and the very next day, it burned down. Given everything she had done over the past few weeks, the odds hardly seemed coincidental.Beside him, Elaine was already unraveling. "That is complete garbage! My son's house and my sister's house both go up in flames almost at the same time, and you're standing here telling me you can't prove it was deliberate? Things like this don't happen in real life, let alone on the same night! Keep looking! Look harder! That cannot be the cause!"She was

Lucille's eyes turned cold. "Good. Let them come after me. What I'm afraid of is Gideon doing exactly what he's doing now, acting reasonable while dragging the divorce out for as long as possible."If he wants a real fight, even better. Then I'll take full custody and secure every protection I can for Lillian. I'll strip this down to the bone."Gideon's current behavior did nothing to soften her feelings toward him. If anything, it made her stomach churn.She had prepared for this war long before it began. Now she had her relative's backing. Even without it, she would have gone into the fight swinging.Before either of them could say another word, two frantic voices echoed throughout the corridor."Gwen, my baby, let Mama see where you're hurt.""My darling girl, come here. That beautiful face of yours, you could have been scarred!"Gwen's parents, Horace Taylor and Melissa Summers, burst through the door at nearly a run. They hurried straight to the bed, one on each side, both

Lucille's tears wouldn't stop. The words wouldn't come out properly."She's stable now. The doctors want to keep her for a few more days of observation, then she can come home." Melissa's voice stayed gentle. "If Gwen hadn't been hurt, we would have stayed longer to keep her company."Lucille's knees gave out beneath her. She crumpled before she could catch herself. "Horace, Melissa, I don't even know how to..."They caught her before she hit the floor and pulled her back upright."None of that. Your mother is our friend. You and Gwen are besties. If we were the ones in trouble, she would've stayed without a second thought. This is nothing, Lucille. Really."Lucille pressed both hands over her face. She reached for her phone, then stopped.Melissa noticed immediately. Without a word, she pulled out her own phone and started a video call to Joanne.Joanne didn't know Lucille was there, so she answered.Lucille stared at her mother's face on the screen. She knew that face better

Lucille's entire body went rigid as she turned.Elaine's finger was still pointed outward. The "filth" she had been talking about was Lucille.Melissa went pale, then sickly green, and looked seconds away from collapsing from sheer rage. "You've got some nerve, Elaine. Calling your own son's wife filth. Joanne built her business with her own two hands and repaid every cent of that debt herself."What have you ever done? You're a parasite. You've lived off that family your entire life. And do you really think your actions stayed buried? Keep pushing me, and I'll drag every one of your secrets into the open."Melissa had spent decades practicing law. She didn't need profanity to cut deep.Elaine's face stiffened. She raised a hand, her long nails aimed straight at Melissa's face.Lucille caught her wrist before the blow could land. Something in Lucille's eyes sent a chill through Elaine."You want a scene? Fine. Settle it with me directly. Leave everyone else out of it." Lucille t

Elaine pulled out her phone without hesitation. She had kept the video for years. Whenever Lucille made her blood boil, she watched it, and each viewing brought the same sharp satisfaction while deepening the hatred a little more.She shoved the screen in front of Lucille's face. The footage was old and grainy.A group of expensively dressed women surrounded a lone figure, boxing her in from every side as they mocked and struck her without restraint.The woman on the ground never fought back. Her clothes had been ripped apart. She just kept begging repeatedly.Lucille pressed a hand against her chest. Then one of the women grabbed the kneeling figure by the hair and jerked her head up.Every rational thought in Lucille's mind went dark. She lunged for Elaine's phone, smashed it against the ground, and went straight for Elaine's face.That was her mother. She had been reduced to that by a mob of women who called themselves ladies.Two bodyguards slammed into Joanne from behind be