His reaction startled them. One friend hesitantly explained, "After Charlotte left, you were in a dark place. The board was losing faith. Then these major accounts suddenly appeared. My father told me Sarah secured them using her status as your wife. She never mentioned it, knowing you wouldn't approve."She had no business background, no degree. She'd used the family name he resented. She must have known he'd reject the deals if he knew, so she'd kept quiet.For three years.James sat in the shadows of the private lounge, remembering her face today. His chest tightened unexpectedly.That evening, he returned home to find Charlotte and his mother on the living room sofa, looking like the perfect family."James!" his mother brightened. "Join us. Charlotte and I were planning the wedding. She had this lovely idea about holding an outdoor garden wedding, but I thought we could do a grand church ceremony as well...""Mom, could Charlotte and I have a moment?""Of course, darling. Ta
"Mom, James just pities her," Charlotte soothed. "No career, no degree. He wanted a clean break, so he threw some property her way to leave quietly."Her mother's perfectly penciled eyebrows drew together. "I don't like it. Are you absolutely certain James isn't harboring feelings for her?"Charlotte laughed, all sugar and honey. "Mom, please. James never even slept with Sarah. He spent three years waiting for me.""Well, that's something. Let me handle this house situation."After hanging up, Mrs. Garnett speed-dialed Mrs. Chancer.The news left Mrs. Chancer reeling. Her son had given that woman prime real estate? Sarah hadn't even produced an heir - what claim did she have to Chancer property?Her calls to Sarah went straight to voicemail - blocked.Unable to reach Sarah and hesitant to confront James - fearing it might jeopardize the engagement - she let the situation simmer.Meanwhile, Sarah nestled into her new apartment, buried in psychology journals, refreshing her exper
Steven stepped in with a friendly smile to lighten the mood. “Miss Sanders, sorry for showing up unannounced,” the tall, refined man greeted Sarah with a polite nod, a flash of mischief glinting in his eyes.“Hello, Miss Sanders,” Mia added, her gaze bright as she looked at the graceful woman before her. “I’m Mia Reynolds.”Sarah took in the sight of the sweet, lively young girl and immediately understood.“Hello, please come in,” Sarah said, stepping aside to let them enter.“You guys chat! I’ll get started on dinner.” Steven, carrying several bags of groceries, headed straight for the kitchen as if he owned the place.Sarah moved to stop him, but Scarlett blocked her path.“Hey, Chef, we know you’re talented, but Sarah’s hosting today! No need for you to cook—we’re having hotpot. I already bought everything we need.”Scarlett was quite the foodie, and her compliment about Steven’s cooking was genuine—she still remembered the taste of his barbecue game bird from last time.H
"I hear you're working at Adams University now?" Zachary asked casually, skillfully deflecting the curious glances around the table.Mia perked up. "You're at Adams? Are you teaching?"Her enthusiasm was genuine—she'd clearly taken a liking to Sarah's gentle demeanor."I'm working at the counseling center," Sarah explained, warmed by the young girl's obvious delight."Really? So I could come visit you?" Mia leaned forward eagerly.Despite having just met, Mia felt drawn to Sarah's warmth, finding an unexpected comfort in her presence.Sarah studied Mia, reminded of a young deer she'd once encountered while hunting—trusting and bright-eyed."Of course," she smiled, already fond of this sweet girl."Then I'm in your debt for looking after my sister." Zachary's voice was smooth as he added another portion to Sarah's plate.Sarah caught his eye as she glanced at the food he'd served her. His satisfied expression made her feel like she'd walked right into his carefully laid plan.
Sarah looked at Scarlett, who was visibly worried for her. With a sigh, Sarah explained patiently, “Scarlett, since I was willing to divorce James, it shows that I’ve already moved on. I don’t plan on staying single forever, but right now, I just haven’t met anyone who makes my heart flutter.”Scarlett let out a relieved “Oh,” finally at ease.But then she remembered that even someone as charming and handsome as Zachary hadn’t managed to catch Sarah’s eye, and she couldn’t help but wonder what Sarah had ever seen in that jerk, James.…Since they had work the next day, Scarlett didn’t stay too late, helping Sarah clean up before heading home.The following morning, Sarah was up early. During her years of marriage to James, the Chancer family had expected her to stay home, playing the perfect trad wife and dutiful daughter-in-law. Now, returning to work filled her with excitement and anticipation.The university wasn’t far from her apartment, so she decided to walk. As she enjoyed
“You!” Lucy was furious, her anger reaching a boiling point after Sarah’s sharp comeback.How had she never noticed that Sarah could be so sharp-tongued? All that sweet, dutiful wife act back when she was married into the Chancer family had clearly been a facade!“You just wait!” Lucy stomped her foot in frustration. “I’ll make sure my brother uses his connections to get you fired. Then you’ll see what happens when you mess with me!”As far as she was concerned, getting a mere cleaner like Sarah dismissed was a simple matter.“Really? And what happens when my friend crosses you, Miss Chancer?” A clear, confident voice suddenly rang out from the crowd that had gathered around them.Mia pushed through the onlookers and, seeing that Lucy was the one giving Sarah trouble, frowned slightly. The Chancer family might not be at the top of the social ladder, but they had some standing in the East Coast, and Lucy had always used that to act high and mighty around school. Though Mia usually
Lucy hadn’t expected Mia to defend Sarah so fiercely. Her face turned pale with rage as she glared at Sarah. “You really know how to play your cards, don’t you?”Sarah’s eyes narrowed. "Lucy, yes, I was naive to fall for your brother. But let's be honest - your family had their own agenda pushing for that marriage. There should be a limit to how much you can twist reality."Lucy’s expression soured, especially as Sarah’s words reminded her of the real reason behind her brother James’s marriage to Sarah. Back then, her mother had actually supported it—partly because Richard Chancer genuinely liked Sarah and partly because they thought the marriage might provoke James’s ex, Charlotte, into returning. Realizing this, Lucy’s face contorted with frustration as she pointed at Sarah, shouting, “Twisting reality? If you’re so high and mighty, why don’t you return our family’s house? You left our family with that house like a scheming gold digger. What makes you think you deserve it?”Sara
Lindsey hadn’t even finished talking when she noticed Lucy’s expression, dark enough to storm. She quickly changed her tone, saying, “But honestly, I feel she’s not that pretty. Her nose and chin look plastic af—nothing like your natural beauty, Lucy!”Lucy knew perfectly well that Sarah hadn’t had any work done, but hearing Lindsey’s flattery still pleased her. Her expression softened.However, she couldn’t ignore the phrase “new counsellor” her friend had mentioned. Psychology department? Counsellor? Sarah Sanders?Lucy’s lips curled into a sly smile, and she motioned for Lindsey to come closer. “Lindsey, do something for me. Do it well, and last month’s Chanel bag my brother got me is yours.”…The next day.The school’s online forum was buzzing with a new thread, pinned right at the top in bright red letters:"EXPOSED: New Counselor Only Has High School Diploma - How Did She Get Hired?"It didn’t take much for people to connect this “new counsellor” with Sarah. The campus w
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
Charlie pulled her close. "When have I not thought about you? Anyway, I've got things to do tomorrow. I'll come see you again later." He got dressed as the woman watched him reluctantly. Just as he opened the door to leave, another woman suddenly appeared in front of him."Molly, I've come—Oh? What are you doing here? Isn't this Mr. Wesley? What are you doing at Molly's house in the middle of the night instead of sleeping at home?"She saw Charlie adjusting his clothes and knew exactly what had been going on."Cut the crap, I'm leaving now. If anyone finds out about today, you're done for," Charlie snapped.The woman wasn't intimidated. She dramatically fell to her knees, crying out loud, "Oh dear! Everyone come and see how this man is threatening me, saying he'll kill me! He's not sleeping at his home in the middle of the night but is here at Molly's—who knows what they were up to? Now that I've caught him, he's not retreating but threatening me instead! Everyone come over and jud
Back at the Wesley place, Charlie shut the front door with a meaningful smirk as his parents had already gone to bed. He cleared the dining table and retreated to his room. Alone, his thoughts turned to what he imagined would happen between Zachary and Sarah, and he couldn't help but snicker to himself. This time, he felt he had finally done Zachary a favor by orchestrating the situation. After this, he was sure Zachary would owe him one, especially in his gambling endeavors.Once something happened between Sarah and Zachary, Charlie thought he would have significant leverage over Sarah—she wouldn't dare cross him, not even in front of the factory manager. Yet, the thought of their imminent encounter left him feeling an unexplained emptiness, especially since the woman he usually pushed around had defiantly returned to her mother's house after yesterday's beating. How dare she act differently when every other woman in the town bore their circumstances silently?Why was it acceptable
"Zachary, you're here?" Charlie greeted with a sycophantic tone. Indeed, it was Zachary, who frowned slightly. About twenty minutes ago, Charlie had called him, claiming Sarah was in danger and that he needed to hurry over. Zachary had rushed here as quickly as possible, but now couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. Why did Charlie's smile seem so... unsettling?"What's wrong with Miss Sanders?" Zachary asked, his gaze serious.Charlie, sensing he had played his cards right, pointed toward Sarah's room and said meaningfully, "Miss Sanders is in that room. She's in critical condition right now. Hurry, go save her."He even gave an expression that implied men would understand.Zachary's unease grew. He walked into Sarah's room, only to find her lying on the bed, seemingly unconscious."Sasa?" He rushed over, his voice full of concern.From outside the door, Charlie's voice rang out. "Zachary, time is money. I've given you what you wanted. Go ahead and take it."Zachar
The next morning, Charlie handed over the last two thousand dollars he had managed to scrounge from his house to Manager Sullivan. After groveling and pleading, it took quite a while before Sullivan finally decided to let him off the hook.Sarah sat in her office, her eyes fixed on the computer screen displaying an email reply from headquarters. The report about the equipment malfunction had been approved, and the request for new devices granted. The board of directors hadn't opposed it, which came as a surprise.Outside the office, Charlie passed by the door, his mind still reeling from Sullivan's earlier warning."You've got one more chance. Sarah Sanders is sharp. If you fail again, pack your bags and leave!"He clenched his fist, determined not to fail this time.At six in the evening, Sarah was about to leave for the day when, to her surprise, Charlie was waiting outside, calling her over. "Hurry up and eat! My mom made dishes specially for you. I know I messed up last time,