Rebirth In Divorce My New Mr. Perfect (by Summer Knowles) novel Chapter 355

The Reynolds family was already powerful enough to shake the foundation of the Chancer family, and with Melvin involved, it only made matters worse.

Mrs. Chancer frowned deeply. “Why do you always blame your sister every time that woman gets into trouble? Lucy already said she’s been home all day. Why can’t you believe her?”

James let out a cold laugh. “Believe her? How many lies has she told before?”

Lucy felt her nerves fraying. She knew James was right—her history of lies made her hard to trust. But the thought of Sarah finally meeting her downfall filled her with a twisted sense of satisfaction.

Still, today… she really hadn’t left the house. Vivian’s plan hadn’t involved her at all.

Suddenly, something clicked in her mind. She looked at James with wide eyes. “James, where’s Charlotte?”

“Don’t worry about her. Just answer me—was the incident at the estate your doing?”

“I swear I didn’t go anywhere near the estate today! Last night, I lent my car to Charlotte. She said her car was in the shop and she had something important to take care of. So, I let her borrow mine.” Lucy decided to go all in, pushing the blame away from herself.

As long as she stayed out of it, she didn’t care what happened to anyone else.

James’s cold, dark eyes bore into her, his voice heavy. “Is that true?”

Lucy nodded firmly. “Yes, I gave her the car. If you don’t believe me, you can ask her when she gets back.”

James’s expression remained hard, his suspicion unshaken. Even if the blame shifted from Lucy to Charlotte, Zachary and Melvin would still hold the entire Chancer family accountable.

Mrs. Chancer seized the opportunity, pulling Lucy into a teary embrace. “Lucy, no matter what, we’re always outsiders to them!”

Lucy shot up from her seat, panic evident in her voice. “Charlotte, last night you came to my room and borrowed my car! Don’t you remember?”

Charlotte raised an eyebrow, her tone light but slightly mocking. “Lucy, what are you talking about? Why would I borrow your car?”

“That’s impossible!” Lucy’s gaze turned sharp, and she rushed toward Charlotte, almost in desperation. “Charlotte, tell the truth. Last night, I was about to go to bed when you came into my room asking to borrow my car.”

Lucy remembered it vividly. Charlotte had claimed her car broke down, and because Lucy thought it was part of her plan against Sarah, she had reluctantly agreed.

Charlotte’s lips curled into a faint, knowing smile, and Lucy suddenly realized the truth. Charlotte had never borrowed the car because hers was broken. It was a setup—she had planned to pin the blame on Lucy from the start!

“Lucy, don’t make a scene,” Charlotte said with a helpless tone, feigning exasperation. “My car is in the garage right now.”