Sarah maintained her composure throughout the tirade. "Are you finished?"She had heard far worse insults. These socialites were all the same, using their status to belittle others.She saw no point in engaging with such people.Her dismissive response only fueled the woman's anger. She shoved Sarah. "How dare you talk back to me?"Her entourage quickly chimed in, "Do you even know who you're talking to? This is Victoria Kourtney, daughter of Stellar Media's CEO."Stellar Media?One of the largest entertainment conglomerates on the East Coast, even more influential than the Chancer family. No wonder she acted so entitled.Sarah responded with subtle sarcasm, "I'm just a university psychology counsellor How could I possibly be acquainted with someone of your status?""Are you mocking me?" Victoria's eyes narrowed dangerously. "Let me make this clear! Don't think that just because you're pretty, you can do whatever you please. The East Coast elite isn't a circle you want to cross
"If Miss Kourtney and her friends continue spreading malicious gossip, I'll have to ask you to leave.""We're leaving,” Miss Kourtney snapped, quickly retreating with a dark expression.Sarah kept her head down, unsure how to face Zachary or process what he had just said.She stared at the hem of her dress and her shoes, at a loss for how to react."Almost caused another scene. Are you alright?" Zachary asked gently.When Sarah didn't respond, he called again, "Sasa?""Oh? Yes, I'm listening. I'm fine," she replied distractedly.Her thoughts were a tangled mess, growing more complicated the more she dwelled on them.What did Zachary mean?"Why so lost in thought? The gala's about to start. May I have a dance with you later?"Sarah was still pondering whether Miss Kourtney's gossip would cause trouble for him."Sasa?" Zachary emphasized."Hm? What is it?""I asked if I could dance with you later?""Yes," Sarah answered quickly.Wait, what had she just agreed to?She had
"You dance wonderfully too, Mr. Reynolds.""How's Mia?""She wasn't feeling well earlier, so I took her upstairs. I planned to bring her back down for the gala, but she fell asleep, so I came down alone." Then she'd encountered that situation.Zachary's face showed concern. "I thought Mia had gotten over her fears.""She had been stable, but today there were too many people. She got overwhelmed," Sarah knew Mia was especially sensitive now.Zachary looked at the top of her head, his thick eyelashes fluttering. "I really love the gift."He was also delighted to see the bracelet he'd given her on her wrist."You've already said that.""But I wanted to say it again."When their dance ended and they stepped off the floor hand in hand, those women were still glaring at her as if she'd stolen someone's husband.She smiled wryly. When someone had stolen her own husband, no one had looked at that person this way. Instead, they'd thought she was the ungrateful one.In the face of mon
That night, the Chancer household was in turmoil over a rumor Lucy had heard.She quickly turned her phone screen toward the three people at the dinner table. "Mom! James, Charlotte, look at this!"The screen showed a man and woman dancing, embracing as her dress swirled around them.Though many others were dancing around them, James immediately recognized Sarah and Zachary.His fingers trembled slightly as he silently sipped his soup.Charlotte noticed his reaction and remarked thoughtfully, "It's not surprising, really. They're always together anyway."Mrs. Chancer angrily threw down her utensils with a cold snort. "I've been saying all along - Sarah divorced you such a short time ago and now she's getting cozy with the Reynolds family. You never believed she was unfaithful during your marriage, and you still gave her eight million plus a house and car. Go get it all back!"When Mrs. Chancer mentioned money, Lucy glanced secretly at James, hoping he'd reclaim it - after all, t
Yet somehow, he had walked right past Sarah to his sister instead. While dancing, he'd seen Sarah's disappointed look but still avoided her. In fact, he had never once asked her to dance.But in this photo, he saw a vibrant Sarah, her black velvet dress hugging her elegant curves. Only the hand at her waist was jarring to see.“James? James, what are you thinking about?!"The repeated calls finally brought James back to reality. He looked at Charlotte in confusion. "What is it?""I said you should calm your mother down."James turned to his mother, who was glaring at him angrily. "Mom, I won't do it."Sarah avoided him like a mouse fleeing from a cat, especially now with Zachary constantly by her side."What's the use of talking about this! If you really care about my well-being, go get that money back! That's Chancer family money!"James remained silent and went upstairs.The gala wasn't even over when Zachary’ words had spread throughout the East Coast, leaving wealthy young
She constantly felt someone was out to harm her, seeing everyone as a threat.But Sarah sensed there was more to it than just the kidnapping."After Mia was kidnapped, I searched for a long time. When I finally found her, she was like that day she had her episode - completely unhinged, not even recognizing me. She was broken for days, crying in terror every night," Zachary explained.Sarah's brows furrowed. "What exactly happened? Was Mia..."Zachary gave a resigned smile. "No, nothing like that. She witnessed them torturing people, heard the screaming, saw blood everywhere. She told her therapist that when she closed her eyes, all she could see was blood - the whole world turned red. Later, she had a complete breakdown, was unconscious for days. When she woke up, she'd forgotten everything. But she remained sensitive. I know she never truly recovered."So that was it...No wonder Mia was so timid. "Mr. Reynolds, Mia's mind must have instinctively chosen to forget that incident.
Lost in his impulse, forgetting about his mother and Charlotte, he rushed upstairs and pounded on the door.Sarah was removing her makeup, still in her evening dress, when she heard the knocking.Who could it be this late? Zachary? But he'd just left.Looking through the peephole, she was shocked to see James.Sarah immediately locked the deadbolt, ignoring him, but the knocking grew louder. She yanked open the door. "James, are you crazy? What are you doing here in the middle of the night?""Why did Zachary drive you home? What's going on between you two? Do you like him?" James was almost manic.Sarah replied coldly, "How is that any of your business? We're divorced!""Answer me! Do you like him?" James stepped closer, menacing."James, get out of my house! My life is none of your concern."But James continued, "Why did he publicly admit to liking you at the gala? I didn't give you all that money so you could go after Zachary! It wasn't meant to be your stepping stone!""Yo
"The police just came and took James away for breaking and entering!" Charlotte explained anxiously."But wasn't James home the whole time? How could he break into anywhere?""He was distracted all evening after dinner. Around eleven, he went out by himself. I asked, but he wouldn't tell me where he was going." Charlotte recalled James's disturbed state earlier and began to suspect something.Could he have gone to...?At the university, Sarah received an email from Jane Lawrence in Milan. Since Jane had reviewed her paper, they'd frequently exchanged emails discussing psychological research.This email was about publishing her paper. Jane believed her research could be published in the Psychology Journal. Sarah had considered this before but had abandoned her career and prospects after marriage, leaving everything unfinished.Now, with Jane's suggestion, she was reconsidering.She had barely written a few words when Lucy burst in with Mrs. Chancer and Charlotte following."Sara
Outside the Sanders factory, several trucks were parked at the entrance. Sarah followed Manager Sullivan and Mr. Lambert, watching the unloading process. "Manager Sullivan, all this new equipment has arrived today, right from the headquarters' stock, and it's too late to ship from Germany now," Sarah observed, her voice serious.Mr. Lambert smiled, "I didn't expect you to handle this so quickly, Miss Sanders. It's only been a few days since you went to headquarters to file a complaint, and you've already got the equipment here.""It's all for the good of the factory," Sarah replied, her face still stern. "So, Manager Sullivan, the factory can operate normally now, right? Getting the production line back up is inevitable."Manager Sullivan's expression wasn't much happier; he hadn't expected Sarah to pull this off so quickly. He forced a smile, "Of course."As the equipment was moved into the factory, Manager Sullivan returned to his office, wiping sweat from his brow with his handk
Sarah was puzzled. "An explosion at such a critical moment would make anyone suspicious, wouldn't it? It looks like someone's trying to cover something up."Zachary nodded, his face showing disdain. "You're not the only one who thought so. But Old Mr. Wilson presented the last batch of drugs from their factory, which were supposed to be delivered to hospitals. The tests came back clean, and they claimed the explosion was due to a mishandling of ingredients."Sarah raised an eyebrow. "And everyone just bought that?""Yes, everyone did.""So, you want to prove the explosion wasn't an accident and use that to bring down the Wilson family?" Sarah asked softly.Zachary's face paled; he shook his head slightly. "It's not just that. I want to do more, but..."Sarah shrugged, as if she was used to this kind of talk. "Let me guess, the timing isn't right yet?"Zachary looked at her sincerely. "Sarah, I'm really glad you came to help me with my wounds. When the time is right, I'll come to
Sarah didn't respond to Zachary's earlier words—she simply moved with even more care as she cleaned and bandaged his wound. Her eyes stayed fixed on the task at hand, but her expression was unreadable.Zachary, watching her in silence, gave a soft laugh. "You do care about me, Sasa. No matter what you say, you're not as heartless as you pretend to be."Sarah shook her head, her voice calm but cool. "You're overthinking it. We're both from East Coast—I just don't want to see you die. Besides, you're getting engaged to Miss Wilson in just over half a month. I’m clear of our positions. So please, don't say things like that again."Zachary's face changed instantly. He knew she was right—his engagement to Vivian was a chasm between them, one that he couldn't just leap across. Not while the truth remained buried.That engagement wasn't just a label. It was a shield. A smokescreen. A compromise he'd made to protect Sarah. But knowing she believed it, that it stood between them, only deepe
Charlie felt a chill run down his spine from that single glance. Considering her status, he dared not push any further. "That's all I have to say. The rest is up to you to figure out."He fled the scene, leaving Sarah alone in the room.After washing up, she lay on the bed and checked her emails. Her cousin had sent her updates on the construction progress at Pine Mist Island.Once she finished handling her affairs, Sarah tucked herself under the covers and closed her eyes, trying to sleep, but rest eluded her.Her mind was filled with what Charlie had said about Zachary being injured. He was hurt, and she had no idea how serious the wound was.If it was severe, he would need hospital treatment, which would certainly leave a record and expose his location.If he didn't want his whereabouts known, he would have to treat the injury himself at home.But that wound...Sarah couldn't calm her thoughts. She tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.Under the bright moonlight, a figu
After the doctor left, Charlie yanked out his IV and clambered off the bed, urging Zachary, "Let's get out of here. This place just drains you dry."Zachary, indifferent since his injuries were feigned, asked, "Your injuries alright?"Charlie, ever so casual about his resilience, boasted, "Ah, I've been roughed up worse before. Just give me a couple of days to rest at home, and I'll be as good as new."With unresolved matters and a longing to see Sarah, Zachary reluctantly set aside his desires. "Then you head back. Call me if you need anything."Charlie, sensing something off, gently tugged at Zachary's suit and noticed his white shirt stained with fresh blood. "Zach, you're hurt!"Zachary's lips were pale, his voice dry. "Yeah.""I'll get the doctor to bandage you up," Charlie said, moving to leave."No need," Zachary stopped him quickly, not wanting to expose his whereabouts by registering at the hospital."What about your wound?""I have a first aid kit at home. It's just
Zachary dragged the unconscious Charlie to the clinic, exacerbating Charlie's injuries as his back scraped against the small stones on the road.When Charlie woke up in the clinic, his howls filled the room. "It's killing me! Where's the doctor? Give me some anesthesia. I'd rather be out cold!"The nurse, irritated by his constant demands, was about to lose her patience when Zachary entered the room. Seeing him, Charlie momentarily forgot his pain and burst into tears. "Bro, did you save me? From now on, you're like a brother to me."Zachary responded indifferently, "Just focus on healing."As the nurse changed Charlie's bandages, she couldn't help but blush at Zachary's rugged, yet undeniably handsome appearance, even slightly disheveled from the fight."Damn it, get out! Are you doing this on purpose, you wretch? Trying to kill me?" Charlie slapped her, swelling her face, as he misunderstood her distracted clumsiness for malice.Zachary frowned, saying nothing. Although he disl
With an agile flip through the air, Zachary caught sight of Charlie sneaking a peek from behind a haystack, his sleazy demeanor perfectly deserving of a beating. The thought of what this scoundrel had done to Sarah intensified Zachary's fury, already heightened by the fierce combat.On the other side, the casino manager watched in rage as his men were effortlessly knocked down by Zachary. Cursing loudly, he shouted, "Damn it, what's the story with this kid?"Seeing some of his underlings still looking for an opportunity to strike, his anger boiled over. "Are you all brainless? Attack him all at once; I refuse to believe he can fight off everyone!"Those still standing and those who had managed to get back up exchanged glances and charged at Zachary with renewed ferocity.Zachary's sharp eyes flashed with disdain. Without moving, his fist met an attacker's face at an extraordinarily tricky angle.The attacker's pained expression froze mid-air, and when he hit the ground, dust flew
Charlie's voice cut off abruptly as he stared in horror behind Zachary, his body beginning to tremble. Before he could speak, the casino manager had already set up a blockade on the road and rushed over with his men, ambushing them from both sides."Charlie, you think you're pretty clever, conniving with outsiders to cheat me out of my money?" the casino manager sneered, twirling an iron rod menacingly.Charlie's legs gave out, and he fell to his knees, stuttering, "Bro, what are you talking about? How could I dare cheat you? I don't have the guts.""Stop lying to me," the manager bellowed, pointing the iron rod toward a visibly unmoved Zachary. "This pretty boy, you've been colluding with him to cheat on my turf. Sick of living, are you?""No, it's all a misunderstanding! We were gambling fair and square, no cheating!" Charlie was terrified, fearing a brutal beating was imminent.The manager scoffed, "You think I'm blind?"Sweat poured down Charlie's forehead as he desperately l
”Come on… Come on…” Charlie leaned over the long table, his eyes crazed as he watched the dealer's movements. The dealer placed his hand over the dice cup, his voice stirring the gamblers, "Any more bets? The odds are thirty to one now." As soon as he finished speaking, a burly man with a scruffy beard shoved most of his chips forward. "Damn it, I'm all in. Worst comes to worst, I'll con some more out of my old lady's funeral fund." Others, eyes reddened, quickly followed suit.Charlie clenched his yellowed teeth, tempted to go all in too. He glanced at Zachary, who had remained calm throughout, and rubbed his hands together with a sycophantic smile. "Bro, should we make a big play too?"Zachary gave him a brief glance. "What's the rush." Charlie had no choice but to curb his eagerness."Here it goes!" The dealer shouted, and the outcome was revealed, triggering moans of despair around them."Did we win? Did we actually win?" Charlie rubbed his eyes in disbelief, his smile wideni