After Divorce: Remarried to a Tycoon with Twin Babies-Chapter 70: Mutual Destruction—Time to Kill the Scumbag Husband!

Chapter 70: Chapter 70: Mutual Destruction—Time to Kill the Scumbag Husband!

As soon as Vivian appeared at the old mansion of The Grant Family, the guard’s soul was shocked out of him.

"Lady, Lady?"

"Are you, are you a human or a ghost?"

Vivian: "Do you think I’m a human or a ghost?"

The guard bolted backwards: "Quick, it’s Lady, Lady has finally come back!"

"Go notify the steward, tell him it’s Lady, the missing Lady has finally appeared—"

Vivian disappeared inexplicably and then suddenly appeared inexplicably at the gate of The Grant Family’s old mansion.

Uncle Denton’s legs went weak upon hearing.

When he rushed to the gate and saw that it was really Vivian, his face instantly streamed with tears.

"Lady, where, where have you been?"

"Do you know we’ve had such a hard time looking for you—"

Seeing Uncle Denton about to cry, Vivian quickly feigned surprise and said: "You all didn’t know?"

"When I left that night, I left openly through the front door."

"Something happened to The Sinclair Family, so I left a note and left around dawn."

Dawn?

Left a note?

And left through the front gate?

Uncle Denton’s face was filled with confusion, his questioning gaze immediately turned to the guard.

The guard waved his hand excitedly: "I, I really didn’t see anything..."

In fact, not only did the guard not see Vivian, even after scrutinizing the surveillance footage frame by frame, nothing could be found.

Let alone any note in the room she left.

And if Vivian departed in the middle of the night, why didn’t she drive? Did she just disappear inexplicably?

Uncle Denton’s suspicious gaze moved back and forth on Vivian.

However, whether Vivian was lying or if this was too supernatural, no one knew anymore.

Because The Grant Family is now in chaos, no one can investigate the true reason behind her mysterious disappearance.

Vivian is back, and that’s a good thing, no one will stop her.

She acted as if she knew nothing about what happened at The Grant Family and asked upon entering: "How’s Grandma?"

"Mom and Gia have probably come back too, right?"

Uncle Denton hesitated and couldn’t say a word.

Finally, unable to keep it secret, he said: "Actually, the Old Madam is in the hospital receiving emergency treatment."

"Also, Madam isn’t... isn’t doing well."

"Lady, some things happened at home these days, and I can’t explain them to you."

"Now the Master is under investigation at the police station, while Young Master is rushing between the hospital and the company. Since you’ve returned, stay at home so everyone can be more at ease."

The reproach in Uncle Denton’s tone was met with Vivian feigning ignorance.

She imitated surprise: "How, how did this happen?"

"Then I should go to the hospital quickly to see Grandma and Mom!"

But Uncle Denton dared not let her leave again.

Immediately, he stopped her from even leaving the living room.

"Lady, now you cannot leave our sight."

"Even if you want to visit at the hospital, Young Master must agree, and you can only go with us accompanying you."

"Lady, please don’t make things hard for us."

Uncle Denton quickly turned to dial Austin and inform him of what happened.

Vivian seemed as if she was being restrained again, but she had anticipated this when she decided to return to The Grant Family.

Theodore Grant’s significant incident couldn’t be concealed from Old Madam Grant completely no matter how much it was covered up.

So the stimulus on Old Madam Grant this time would definitely be greater than before.

Although there were doctors at home able to make a rescue attempt, if the condition worsened... she could only be sent to the hospital.

Presently, Vivian’s feelings towards Old Madam Grant were extremely complex.

While she respected Old Madam Grant, it was also she who had been using coercion to force Vivian and Austin to continue their marriage.

Vivian thought that fulfilling her initial promise not to mention divorce temporarily was the greatest filial piety and concession, yet there were so many troublesome follow-up matters.

Vivian didn’t want to force herself to endure more grievances, hence she left The Grant Family ignoring Old Madam Grant.

Now upon hearing that Old Madam Grant has been hospitalized again, she felt troubled.

Moreover, when it comes to Jordan Vance’s matters, Vivian suspected it was Old Madam Grant’s doing.

"Grandma, if you are the mastermind behind this... our relationship will truly end here."

Vivian stayed to find clues.

She wanted only to be at The Grant Family, not restricted in her movements.

Thus, she reviewed all the paintings in The Grant Family once again.

They were all the same as before she left, no changes at all.

So who sold the painting that left The Grant Family? And where was it taken from?

Vivian found Jade dusting on the third floor.

"Can I ask you something?"

Jade was startled by her voice and let out a scream, falling to the ground.

Following behind Vivian was Matron Warren, who twitched her eyelids slightly. So, the Young Madam finally couldn’t help but inquire about the family’s affairs?

If it weren’t for her running around recklessly back then, perhaps these disasters wouldn’t have happened one after another.

In the eyes of us servants, the chaos began only after the Young Madam returned to the old manor; thus, everyone had come to see her as a jinx.

Naturally, everyone treated Vivian colder than the next.

Except for Jade, because she’s Jasmine’s good friend.

Jasmine is relatively close to Vivian, so Jade doesn’t resist her as much.

"Yo-Young Madam, what... what’s the matter?"

Vivian didn’t beat around the bush and directly asked, "Has there been any changes in the paintings at this house recently?"

Jade looked puzzled: "Paintings? No, no changes."

No?

Vivian: "Really no changes? Has no one handled any paintings in the house?"

Jade: "These paintings were hung by Old Master when he was alive, and no one dares to change them casually."

"Why is Young Madam asking this?"

Not only Jade was puzzled, but Matron Warren also looked perplexed. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Why is she asking about unrelated things at the house?

Vivian: "Alright, I understand. Thank you."

Vivian seemed to have just asked casually and then idly returned to the small villa at the back courtyard.

After all, the bait has already been thrown.

The black hand selling the paintings will eventually reveal itself.

Soon, night fell.

The Grant Family was never this quiet before.

Even though there were twenty or thirty servants, Vivian felt as if she was the only living person in the entire old manor.

Even the small villa was eerily quiet, frighteningly so.

Until Vivian was eating dinner alone, suddenly the roaring of an engine came from the garden.

Soon, Austin Grant strode angrily into the room, seeing Vivian leisurely eating her dinner, and he immediately overturned the table with a wave.

Then, without a word, he reached out and grabbed Vivian by the neck.

"Vivian Sinclair, how dare you come back?"

"You are quite good at hiding, aren’t you? Continue hiding, don’t show up!"

"What, do you think just because you’re pregnant, I really can’t touch you, so you have the audacity to toy with the whole Grant Family?"

Austin was full of crimson anger, his entire being filled with murderous intent.

At this moment, he seemed to want to actually kill Vivian.

Vivian immediately couldn’t breathe, and could only arduously raise her hand, using the chopsticks she still held, to jab at Austin’s abdomen.

Though chopsticks can’t pierce through flesh, they can quickly cause pain.

Feeling the pain, Austin’s grip finally loosened, allowing Vivian to push him away.

And then she clutched her neck and coughed violently.

"You want to kill me?"

Upon seeing what she held, Austin was still furious.

Vivian stood up, abruptly pushed away the chair she had just been sitting in, and shouted in anger, "Who’s really trying to kill whom?"

"Austin Grant, you’ve tried to kill my child, and once, even me."

"Originally, I thought you just weren’t fit to be a father."

"Now it seems, you aren’t even fit to be a human!"

"So, why are we still trapping each other? How about—"

Before she finished her sentence, Austin violently pulled Vivian close, shouting angrily in her face, "Don’t say it—!!"

"Vivian, no matter what thoughts you have, don’t say them out loud!"

"Or else, the Grant Family and the Sinclair Family will both be destroyed!"

Vivian laughed.

Using the Sinclair Family to threaten me?

He was mistaken.

I haven’t cared about the Sinclair Family for a long time.

"The only thing that can trap me is myself."

"When I don’t care about anything, do you think you can still use someone to threaten me?"

Austin’s expression instantly became extremely sinister: "Then what about the child in your belly? Don’t you care about it either?"

Vivian: "See, you’re really not human."

Hearing her repeatedly insult him, Austin couldn’t help raising his hand high: "You—"

Vivian reacted quickly by squatting down, picking up a bowl and smashing it with a ’bang’.

Then she picked up a shard of porcelain and stood up towards Austin.

"Come on, let’s see who can really do it."

She aimed for Austin’s neck, surely she could make it before they destroyed each other, right?