All Chapters of Vengeance Reborn: Making her Scumbag CEO Husband Pay with His Life: Chapter 401 - Chapter 410

On their way to the front parlor, Renee and Susanne noticed the butler leading several of the elder members of the Grey family toward the family library hall.“Mom, why is everyone going to the library hall?” Renee asked, puzzled.Susanne glanced around nervously. “This can’t be good. Something serious is about to happen.”Worried about Patrick, she grabbed Renee’s arm and led her toward the hall.When they arrived, the place was packed with people. The crowd stood neatly divided into two sides, and Renee quickly pulled Susanne to an inconspicuous spot at the back.Peering toward the far end of the hall, Renee noticed that even the reclusive elder members of the family had been called in.At the center of it all, Carl and Michael sat in the seats of honor. Their expressions were solemn and stern.In the middle of the hall, Travis knelt on the floor, his jaw clenched tightly. Next to him, Linda looked pale and disheveled, her usual poise as the first lady of the family completely

Linda was shoved aside by Carl, falling hard onto the cold, unforgiving floor.She had always known how to play her role, and while she didn’t hold much actual power in the Grey family, her position as the "first wife" had earned her a loyal following.But now, sitting on the ground, she found no one rushing to help her. Even her husband, Marcus, had turned his back to stand protectively in front of the woman and young girl.Only Travis remained by her side, glaring furiously at Marcus. “Dad! Is Mom wrong? If it wasn’t for her seducing you, would you have abandoned us? You’re the eldest son of the Grey family, the heir to the company, with a future anyone would envy!”Marcus checked on the mother and daughter behind him to ensure they were unharmed before looking back at Travis with a weary expression. “Even now, you still believe everything your mother says?”Travis stiffened, clearly unsure how to respond.Linda clung to his arm, her voice trembling as she urged him on. “Don’t

“She did all of this for the Clark family,” Renee said sharply. “She even admitted that setting me up with Uncle Carl was part of her plan. If she succeeded, the Grey family would have become the Clark family’s pawn. Her heart was always with them, not here.”The moment those words fell, murmurs rippled through the crowd.“So it was Linda who orchestrated everything with Carl and Renee?”“That makes sense. She prepared the feast that night—it would’ve been easy for her to tamper with it. Nobody suspected her back then.”“Does she really think the Clark family is still what it was twenty years ago?”The whispered accusations shattered Linda’s defenses. Her frail body seemed to give out, and she collapsed to the floor like a kite with its string cut.Clenching her fists weakly, she muttered, “Was it wrong to protect my family? Didn’t Michael arrange our marriage because of the Clark family’s strength back then? When my family started to decline, he refused to help, nitpicking every

The little girl looked confused, but her mother gently pulled her back.“Don’t call her old. That’s not polite.”“But Uncle Carl isn’t old, so his wife must not be old either,” the little girl said innocently.Renee’s face flushed as she awkwardly laughed, finally managing to pull her hand free from Carl’s grip.The girl’s mother glanced between them, clearly understanding the situation but choosing not to comment. With a knowing smile, she said, “We run a little diner near the university. Stop by if you have time.”“Sure,” Carl replied.Renee couldn’t help but feel that her instincts were right. They seemed like genuinely warm and easygoing people.As the family of three walked away, Renee pressed her lips together. She felt a strange mix of closure and uncertainty, like things had settled but weren’t fully resolved.If so much had been happening behind the scenes in her previous life, who was truly to blame for what had happened to Sarah and herself?Her thoughts drifted bac

Linda’s funeral was so simple it didn’t even measure up to an average person’s. Ordinary people at least mourn for three days. She was cremated hastily, buried in a small plot of land, and that was it.Travis wanted to organize a small memorial service for her, but every call he made went unanswered. No one wanted to show up—except for the very people Linda had most sought to harm.Even her beloved brother, Leon Clark, had fled the country with his entire family, taking all the money he could.The irony was that Leon’s escape was only possible because Linda, clinging to her final breath, had tipped him off.It was hard to feel anything but indifference toward her end.Renee hadn’t intended to come, but Susanne had wanted to pay her respects.In the cold, desolate wind, Travis appeared in a black suit, his face gaunt, cheeks sunken as if the life had been drained out of him.He lowered Linda’s urn into the small grave, placed the headstone, and just like that, a person’s life cam