All Chapters of The Scorned Wife’s Revenge: Claimed By His Ruthless Uncle: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

[Silver Crest Academy — Last Day of Semester]The announcement came at 11:47am. April expected it, she'd watched the same bulletin board in the corridor for three weeks but when the dean's voice came over the intercom and officially declared the end of semester, the hallway exploded around her.Sounds of chairs scraping and bags zipping...like they were secondary school kids and that's the feeling you get when the whole summer doesn't have school or studies in it's schedule.April stood at her locker and let it wash over her…The semester had been relentless, two research papers, a group project that had nearly cost her sanity, three consecutive weeks of back-to-back lectures and late-night reading sessions in Lauren's apartment with a mug of tea that always went cold before she finished it, plus Lucas being a distraction…sweet talking her into liking him and then drops her like he was bored.It wasn't easy but she had come out of it with her grades intact and her spine still in one pi

The living room was loud in the way only family gatherings manage to be. Conversations layered over each other without competing. Music was coming from somewhere in the kitchen and Mrs. Sterling's voice rising above everything else at intervals, issuing instructions that nobody fully followed but everyone partially obeyed.April sat on the arm of the sofa with a cup of juice in her hand and watched all of it with quiet contentment. She watched as her mom moved through the room without stopping and had manage to hug everyone present at least once within the first hour. She also refilled plates that hadn't been empty and brought out her freshly baked pie which she reserved specially for Damien. After giving the first half to Damien, she returned to April with the other half and sat beside her on the sofa."My last born…my baby," she said softly."Mom, I'm eighteen," April replied."I know what age you are, I was there when you arrived." She squeezed her hands. "I got you something smal

[Next day- almost midnight]Lauren's apartment was quiet in the particular way it got after a full evening. She had changed out of her dress and was in her favourite oversized shirt, her hair down and her face washed, when she heard the doorbell.She looked at the time on her phone, Eleven forty-two.She walked to the door and looked through the peephole, then stood there for a moment with her hand on the frame because she knew the person.Victor Kane was standing in her hallway.He was still in the clothes he wore to the office today, dark trousers, a white shirt with the top button open the way he always wore it, his jacket folded over his arm. He had his other hand in his pocket and he looked, through the narrow circle of the peephole, completely relaxed.Lauren stepped back, she had been avoiding him all day so why did he come here?She opened the door, "It's almost midnight," she said."I know what time it is," he replied.She leaned against the doorframe and looked at him. "How

The dining room of the Cole's was always too large for two people. It had been built for gatherings, for the kind of family dinners that filled all twelve seats and required the staff to move between courses in an organised, soundless choreography that large houses demanded. But now it was Jonathan and Marie, at opposite ends of the long table, with the space between them and the clink of cutlery the only sounds being made.Marie had something bothering her, Jonathan noticed so he asked as she refilled her wine. "Amber called," she said.Jonathan didn't look up from his plate yet. "What did she want?""To talk," Marie said. "But she sounded calm.""Good.""She has been calm for weeks," Marie said. "Even with Adrian out of the country." She set the glass down. "It's unusual."Jonathan looked up, but not because the information surprised him, he was just accessing whether the information was worth his attention. "Damien is the calm one, but…Maybe Amber has decided to change? There's

The week ran down till it was Thursday. Maya, one of April's colleague who did the evening shift Tuesday to Friday, sent a message to the staff group at half past two saying she had food poisoning and needed someone to cover for her. The group chat was quiet but there were several read receipts and then one by one, the people who were on shift stated they couldn't extend since they had other things to do. April read the message too, she looked at the time and at the message again. Maya was supposed to continue from where she stopped as the evening shift ran from five until close and she had already done her full day but no one was stepping up to replace Maya and even though she's tired and had plans of going home to help her mom with dinner, hang out with her dad and also sleep at a reasonable hour, she had to help Maya out. She looked at the message a third time.She typed: [Don't worry, I'll cover for you]Maya typed, “Thank you so much, April. I owe you one”The manager also sen