After Divorce: Remarried to a Tycoon with Twin Babies-Chapter 77: Drafting the Divorce Agreement

Vivian Sinclair’s heart skipped a beat: It’s over!

Could it be that she’s still being watched?

The so-called evacuation was just a trap, waiting for her to jump out?

Vivian Sinclair lamented that she was still too reckless.

She wasn’t sure if she had already been noticed.

She watched as the shadow, elongated by the moonlight and streetlights, suddenly rose, and in a heartbeat, her heart was in her throat.

The shadow suddenly raised a hand as if to target her in the bushes, reached out and grabbed Vivian Sinclair’s ankle!

Vivian reacted with a kick, yet the person’s strength was astonishing—

As Vivian Sinclair was about to use her other foot, a familiar and deep voice sounded cold and clear: "Want to fall?"

"Come down."

Vivian Sinclair froze.

That voice...

"Mr. Thorne?"

She bent over in surprise and peeked out, her face breaking into a smile when she saw it was indeed Julian Thorne.

"It’s really you!"

Vivian Sinclair couldn’t hide her excitement.

Thank goodness, it’s not The Grants, it’s Julian Thorne!

Again, it’s him!

How does he always manage to appear at her most critical times, as if descending from the heavens, repeatedly rescuing her from danger?

Could it be that tonight, he came specifically for her?

Vivian Sinclair shook her head.

It must be the blessing of the two babies in her belly.

Happy, Vivian was about to descend from the tree, but little did she expect her numb behind to send tingles down her entire body the moment she moved.

Her legs gave way, and her powerless body uncontrollably fell straight down.

Vivian let out a soft gasp.

However, the anticipated pain didn’t come, and she fell directly into that strong, broad embrace once more.

Julian Thorne had his arms outstretched just to catch her.

He hadn’t expected Vivian Sinclair to fall so decisively.

She still held her belly, only daring to squint one eye open once settled.

Seeing Julian Thorne staring down at her made a red blush creep across her face in the night.

"Sorry, I... I’m numb all over."

It was truly embarrassing...

Julian Thorne looked at her face and said, "Hmm, I thought Miss Sinclair was too excited to see me."

Vivian Sinclair turned her face away. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Quite embarrassing.

Julian Thorne lifted her into the car and buckled the seatbelt.

Soon, Jasmine and the others rushed over.

Jasmine was still looking around under the tree, and Vivian quickly stuck her head out: "Jasmine, let’s go."

Jasmine was surprised to see Vivian Sinclair already in a luxury car.

Though curious, the place was unsuitable for lingering, so Jasmine quickly returned to Patrick Powell’s car, and they swiftly left The Grant Family grounds...

The Tea House.

At the tea house, which had closed early due to Patrick Powell’s warning, all the staff had already cleared out.

Vivian Sinclair and the others headed straight there.

Currently, this was Vivian Sinclair’s only home base, as other places were either related to The Sinclair Family or deeply connected to The Grant Family.

So, none were safe.

Dr. Archer was thrown into an empty room, and Patrick Powell said, "Stay put."

"Wait a while, Miss Sinclair will come back with more questions."

"If you want freedom, cooperate well. Otherwise, count how many years you’ll serve for everything you’ve stolen from The Grant Family."

Dr. Archer, who had been flailing on the ground, instantly quieted like a chicken.

Vivian Sinclair was making a phone call.

Meanwhile, Julian Thorne wandered around the tea house.

It was his first time here, and knowing Vivian Sinclair was the owner piqued his curiosity.

He fixated on the four characters of ’The Gilded Leaf’ at the entrance for quite some time.

"Sir, please enjoy some tea."

Jasmine Tanner brought the finest tea she brewed and presented it with both hands.

Although she didn’t know who this person was.

He saved Vivian Sinclair, and appeared to know her well, so Jasmine dared not be lax, offering Julian Thorne the highest hospitality.

Julian Thorne took the main seat.

"Thank you."

Though courteous, his innate elegance and cold demeanor left Jasmine secretly astounded.

What kind of big shot is this, really?

Jasmine Tanner grew up in the old mansion of The Grant Family.

She’s seen countless noble and wealthy figures.

Yet this young and exceedingly handsome gentleman differed from those rich scions.

His gestures were not only filled with the noble aloofness of the elite, but also reflected the calm dignity and invisible pressure of someone in a high position...

To see such presence in a gentleman this young was extraordinary and shocking.

This person, his origins are anything but ordinary!

Jasmine couldn’t help but continue to observe him secretly.

Julian Thorne sipped the tea leisurely, yet each subtle movement exuded natural elegance.

Jasmine couldn’t help but think of the wealthy heirs she had met, all clad in branded outfits, but compared to them, the noble essence of this gentleman seemed engraved in his very bones.

Indifferent yet not cold, polite but with an undeniable sense of distance.

Just like Vivian.

Even though everyone calls her a fake heiress, the elegance and nobility she exudes is beyond ordinary reach, impossible to imitate. It’s a quality that Zoe Monroe, that wicked pretender, could never learn in her lifetime.

Vivian and this gentleman before her are truly alike.

Moreover, this gentleman seems strangely familiar.

Although Jasmine couldn’t recall where she had seen this face before.

"Jasmine?"

Vivian Sinclair called out a few times, bringing Jasmine back to reality.

Jasmine hurriedly began preparing food and fruits, most of which were piled in front of Vivian.

Julian Thorne thought this girl was quite perceptive.

And the other one with glasses didn’t seem useless either.

"Your tea house is nice."

Julian finally focused his attention on Vivian, as if discovering another delightful aspect of her, his eyes filled with open admiration.

Vivian remained unmoved, but Jasmine was already gasping with her hands clutched excitedly.

Vivian looked at Jasmine: ...

Jasmine quickly gathered her things: "Um, I’m going to find Brother Powell."

"You two chat. Hehe."

After speaking, Jasmine slipped away.

Vivian: "Mr. Thorne, please pardon Jasmine, she’s young and a bit impulsive."

Julian wasn’t interested in that.

He was very curious how Vivian managed to escape from The Grant Family tonight.

Especially by digging her way out.

Every time, she managed to pleasantly surprise him with her ingenuity.

Vivian: "Caught who needed catching, found the necessary clues."

"There’s no point in staying any longer."

Thinking of how Old Madam Grant had deceived her for so long, Vivian wasn’t in the mood for tea.

"By the way, Mr. Thorne, why did you come to The Grant Family again tonight?"

"Were you, perhaps, looking for me?"

Julian gave her a look, as if saying: Who else would I be looking for at The Grants?

"I was looking for you about a matter."

Vivian didn’t hold back: "Then I want to find Jordan Vance."

"Could Mr. Thorne do me this little favor?"

Vivian couldn’t rely on anyone else now. With such an influential person in Ardis right before her, why not take the chance rather than go through multiple connections and owe favors to others?

Let him help for the sake of the two babies in her belly, perhaps.

Vivian felt no guilt using people.

To her surprise, Julian said, "Coincidentally, I came to find you tonight also for this Jordan Vance."

Meanwhile, at The Grants.

Austin Grant rushed back to The Grant Family, but the brightly lit old mansion was eerily silent.

Tonight, The Grant Family had triggered the highest security alert.

Everywhere in the mansion was filled with the sound of alarms.

Unless an intruder had trespassed and triggered it, this scene wouldn’t be possible.

So, the entire security department was on high alert, responding as if facing a significant threat the moment the alarms went off.

However, after searching the entire mansion thoroughly, they were dumbfounded.

Not even half a shadow of a thief was found... The Grant Family seemed not to be missing anything.

But, but how could this be?

Clearly, all the alarms went off!

How, how could there be no disturbances, while they had given up the search for Young Madam and Jasmine Tanner...

Only then did someone realize that this alarm was likely just a decoy to divert them!

It’s over...

Now it’s completely over!

Austin Grant naturally flew into a rage.

Fired the whole security department.

"Get lost, you bunch of useless people!"

"Vivian Sinclair!!"

"How dare you escape again!!"

Dr. Archer didn’t wait for Vivian Sinclair, so he drowsily fell asleep on the ground.

Fortunately, the room had underfloor heating, and someone threw him a blanket in the middle of the night.

The restraints binding his hands and feet kept him feeling restricted, causing Dr. Archer to have nightmares all night.

At dawn, Patrick Powell pulled him up: "Come on, I’ll take you to a nice place."

On the other side, Vivian Sinclair walked into the hospital wearing a mask and a baseball cap.

She quickly arrived at the intensive care unit floor and, as expected, found Mrs. Archer looking forlorn.

Vivian sat quietly on a chair in the corner, taking out her phone.

Sister Tina Archer was just asking Vivian: "I found the lawyer you wanted yesterday, don’t worry, she’s the most famous for handling divorce cases—Bianca Joyce."

Vivian knew this person.

She’s a renowned beauty in Ardis’ legal circles.

"Good, it’s time to draft my divorce papers."

If it wasn’t for agreeing with Old Madam Grant back then, Vivian wouldn’t have endured the divorce matter until now.

Now it seems, if the old lady is truly the one scheming against her behind the scenes...

The contract signed back then no longer needs to be fulfilled.