Mia turned to see Lucy, who was feigning shock as she looked at her.“The forum says Sarah only has a high school diploma and used underhanded methods to get hired as our counselor. She’s less educated than any of us, and it’s embarrassing to be associated with someone like her!” Lucy shot Sarah a disdainful look, her face full of arrogance.Mia, fuming, was about to confront Lucy, but Sarah calmly stood up, placing herself between them. She faced Lucy with a steady gaze and asked evenly, “Was it you who started the forum post?”Lucy didn’t flinch, even with her actions called out in front of everyone. Instead, she looked even more pleased with herself. “And what if it was? Did I say anything that wasn’t true?”She didn’t care that Mia knew she was behind it. Sarah hadn’t finished college, so calling her a high school graduate wasn’t a lie. What was there to be afraid of?Mia’s eyes were cold as she looked at her. “That post is getting a lot of attention. You might not realize tha
The girl’s eyes sparkled with excitement, and she looked thrilled beyond words.Sarah couldn’t help but smile. “Yes, that’s me. I never expected the professors would wait for my return."As her words sank in, the crowd erupted in amazement, especially the psychology students. Everyone in the department knew about the legendary senior student - not just academically brilliant, but clinically gifted beyond precedent. A once-in-a-generation talent. When she’d been forced to leave just before graduation, declaring she wouldn’t be returning, all the professors, even the dean, had come together to grant her an indefinite academic leave, hoping she’d someday come back.It was something completely unprecedented.It was their way of saying how much they valued her.Remembering those days, Sarah’s eyes softened with warmth.The students around her were buzzing with excitement.“So it’s really her? I can’t believe it! I even had the chance to read one of her papers—it’s a masterpiece!”
Sensing her emotions, Professor Carter gently patted her shoulder. “It’s good to have you back, Sarah. That’s what matters.”Sarah looked up, meeting his warm, encouraging gaze. Her nose tingled slightly as she held back a surge of emotion.Turning to the crowd of eager students and a visibly stunned Lucy, Professor Carter continued with a smile, “Yes, Sarah was indeed one of my students. The psychology department granted her indefinite academic leave because we didn’t want to lose such a talent. During her time here, Sarah not only completed her coursework in record time, but also worked with the police, mental health facilities, and counseling centers, contributing immensely to the field. She’s only one step away from graduating. So yes, she’s more than qualified to be a counsellor here.”His voice radiated pride and respect for Sarah.The students’ faces lit up with newfound admiration for Sarah.But then, Professor Carter’s expression turned stern as he addressed Lucy. “I’ve h
Sarah bit her lip, about to politely decline, when she saw Mia waving enthusiastically at someone in the distance. “Zac!”Sarah looked up to see Zachary stepping out of his car. His tailored suit gave his usual understated presence an extra edge, though his eyes remained mysteriously enchanting and unreadable.Sarah felt a slight shiver as she walked toward him under that intense gaze.“Mr. Reynolds, what a coincidence,” she greeted.Zachary looked at her, his lips curving into a slight smile. “Not a coincidence.”Meanwhile…Meanwhile, Lucy stormed out of the administrative office, clutching her disciplinary notice and furiously scrolling through the appreciation posts about Sarah. Her anger boiled over.So Sarah really was that legendary senior student!And she'd never mentioned it to any of them!The fact that Sarah had hidden such a huge secret from the Chancer family all these years only convinced Lucy that it had been deliberate.Ever since divorcing James, that woman ha
Sarah subtly shifted closer to the car door, keeping a respectful distance. Zachary, noticing her small move, narrowed his eyes slightly, then let it pass, knowing she tended to be reserved around unfamiliar people.“Mr. Reynolds, are we headed to St Ritz Hotel?” the driver asked, glancing in the rearview mirror. He noticed Sarah’s effort to keep her distance and couldn’t help but add a note of respect to his tone.St Ritz Hotel was Zachary's usual choice for business meetings, where he had a permanent private dining room.Zachary considered for a moment before looking at Sarah. “Do you have any preferances, Miss Sanders?”Caught off guard, Sarah paused, then replied, “If St Ritz is your usual spot, let’s go there. You’ve helped me a few times already, and today Mia’s been a huge help as well. This dinner can be my treat to thank you both.”She knew she owed Zachary a favor, even if his help had been for his sister’s sake. Now that she’d agreed to help Mia with counseling, repayin
Charlotte noticed James's expression darkening, setting off internal alarms, though she maintained a warm smile on her face."I never expected Sarah to know Mr. Reynolds. I was worried about how she'd manage after her divorce, but now with Mr. Reynolds looking after her, I'm sure she'll be fine here in East Coast.”James gazed at the gentle and kind-hearted Charlotte, the coldness in his eyes gradually fading.His Charlotte was always so kind and generous. She was truly the only one meant to spend a lifetime with him.His earlier irritation, he realized, was merely discomfort at seeing Sarah, who had always been so reserved around him, laughing and chatting freely with another man.It was just his possessiveness surfacing - after all, Sarah had once been his.James placed a gentle kiss on Charlotte's forehead, holding her hand. "Don't worry, you're the only one in my future."...Shortly after Sarah's group of three had settled in their private dining room at the prestigious St
”Mia can be quite mischievous. I hope she hasn't caused you any trouble," Zachary broke the silence, sensing the tension in the air.Before Sarah could respond, a red velvet box appeared before her.The gold-embossed Cartier logo caught her by surprise. "Mr. Reynolds, what's this?"Zachary carefully opened the box, revealing a rose gold diamond bracelet that caught the room's lighting, sparkling brilliantly."Mia rarely opens up to others like this. Since she's taken to you so well, I'd like to consider you a friend too." Zachary lowered his gaze briefly before looking up at her, his eyes reflecting her elegant features. "If you don't mind, may I call you Sasa?"Sasa...The nickname floated like a feather, creating ripples in Sarah's heart. She felt as if someone had called her that before, but couldn't quite remember who."I'm very fond of Mia too, and think of her as a sister, but..."Sarah knew she wasn't in the same league as Zachary, one of the youngest and most successful
Sarah's expression turned cold as she replied flatly, “Not really.”Charlotte clearly wasn’t going to let the conversation end there. "We just saw you dining with Mr. Reynolds. James and I thought we were seeing things. When did you get so close to him?"A strand of hair fell across her collarbone, adding to her image of gentle innocence."That's none of your business," Sarah tossed her paper towel in the bin. "Miss Garnett, we're not close enough for you to be asking about my personal life."Charlotte took a deep breath, a hint of hurt flickering in her eyes. "Aren't you being a bit defensive? We've known each other for some time, and I'm just making polite conversation. There's no ulterior motive."No ulterior motive? Really?Every time Charlotte spoke, it was with such measured politeness that no one could find fault with her words, yet it made Sarah deeply uncomfortable.Sarah gave a bitter smile. "If you're so concerned with proper etiquette, Miss Garnett, was it also prope
Marianne immediately understood, going to the wine cabinet and placing a fine bottle on the table.Vivian smiled. "Grandpa William, see how happy my grandfather is today - he's brought out his precious wine. You know, he bought this at an Italian auction decades before I was born. Once a bottle's gone, it's gone forever."As she spoke, she stood gracefully to open and decant the wine."Zachary's a lucky man. Vivian is beautiful and so refined - she's quite a catch for our family," William said.Old Mr. Wilson kept a straight face. "I entrust my granddaughter to you, you must help guide her. To be blunt, after I'm gone, Wilson Industries will belong to them both.""Grandfather! Don't talk like that. You'll live to be a hundred," Vivian protested playfully.Her grandfather patted her hand. "Yes, yes.""I'm here to discuss the engagement date. Name your terms," William said.Old Mr. Wilson placed a paper before him. "I've had the auspicious dates calculated. The nearest one is Nov
Sarah opened her eyes to look at the kidnapper. "Is this how Vivian told you to treat me?"The kidnapper smiled mockingly. "Miss Wilson didn't say anything specific. Just told me to keep you tied up here, let the rain clear your head."Behind her back, Sarah's hands searched the ground until they found a rock.Feeling its sharp edge, she secretly started rubbing the rope against it, trying to cut through.But the rope was too thick - after nearly thirty minutes, she hadn't even made a nick.As she struggled to continue, the kidnapper showed he'd noticed all along. "You think I can't see what you're doing? Save your strength. You won't be getting any dinner tonight."The sky grew darker. Though Sarah didn't know the exact time, the deep darkness told her it was night.She'd been freezing here for hours. Melvin must know she hadn't come home by now. If he hadn't found her yet, he must be looking in the wrong place.This remote mountain was difficult to access. The kidnapper had p
The downpour wasn't just affecting their mood - it was washing away all traces of evidence.Worse still, lightning had struck the traffic camera at the intersection. They had nothing to go on.Back home, Melvin sat pinching the bridge of his nose, deep in thought.Sydney ventured carefully, “Melvin, since they called about the ransom for tomorrow, why don't we just pay them?""Shut up!" Melvin shot her a cold look. "If it was that simple, we would have found them at the factory. Who is this person? What's their name?"Sydney avoided his eyes. "I... I don't know who they are. Never met them. I only have their phone number.""How did you meet this person?""I... I..." She bit her lip, afraid to speak.Melvin gripped her shoulders. "Tell me! Things have gone this far, and you still won't talk?"Sydney clutched at her clothes. She didn't dare speak - that person would make her death horrible if she talked."Sydney, you've already made a mistake. Do you want to make it worse? Do I
The same thing had happened three years ago. He'd failed to protect her then. This time he'd risk everything - even his life - to make sure history didn't repeat itself.Under Mia's worried gaze, he dialed a number."What are you up to, Vivian?""Working at the office, dealing with factory issues. Been swamped lately. Why the unexpected call, Zachary?"His expression darkened. "Have you heard about Sarah's kidnapping?""Of course. Nothing stays secret in East Coast, especially among prominent families. Every little drama becomes headline news," Vivian said with a mocking edge.Zachary's frown deepened. "You consider a kidnapping 'little drama'?""Come now, it's hardly serious. I heard they want three hundred million. The Sanders family can easily afford that. Melvin won't refuse - not when it's his sister's life at stake."Mia showed Zachary something on her phone. He glanced at it before pressing on, "Money isn't the issue. But why have the kidnappers and Sarah vanished? What'
"After all that, you still haven't said what you really want," Sarah's tone turned icy.Vivian laughed coldly. "Sarah, you still haven't learned. All you can do now is be the fish on the chopping block. Behave yourself, and maybe I'll be generous enough to let you live.""Miss Wilson, you just said yourself - if I die, Zachary will remember me forever. You won't let that happen."The line went silent, and after a long pause, all she heard was the dial tone.The kidnapper took back his phone, glaring at Sarah. “How dare you talked to Miss Wilson like that."On East District Road, Melvin kept his cold gaze fixed on Sydney.Terrified, Sydney kept redialing the number again and again. She'd specifically told them to maintain contact after capturing Sarah, but despite calling dozens of times, she couldn't get through.“Melvin, I... I can't reach them," she said, trembling.Melvin looked at her incredulously. "Why not? Keep trying! We're almost at the factory."Ten minutes later, th
"She? That woman won't know.""Yes, I understand."Sarah spoke up suddenly. "Give me the phone. I want to talk to her."The man hesitated. "Miss, she wants to speak with you."Sarah continued, "I know who you are. You had me kidnapped but you're afraid to talk to me?"Her voice carried clearly through the phone.A soft laugh came from the other end. "Let her speak."The man frowned, holding the phone to Sarah's ear. "Behave yourself."Shivering with cold, Sarah forced her voice to remain steady. "I know who you are, Vivian Wilson. What's all this really about?""Don't stay silent. You have me watched so closely - are you afraid I'll tell Zachary?""You don't need money, so why demand three hundred million from Melvin? Besides the money, what else are you planning?"After a moment of silence, the voice finally responded. "Sarah, I must say you're clever, figuring out it was me so quickly. Or is it just that in all of East Coast, I'm the only one who wants you dead?"Sarah la
"Mom, you'd better stay out of this," Melvin told his mother.Mrs. Sanders looked gravely at her son. Though he always showed her respect, she knew their relationship had long been strained.She stepped aside. "Sydney, Sarah is part of the Sanders family. If anything happens to her, you'll be held responsible. Better to tell the truth now than have it discovered later.""Auntie, you too..."Melvin fixed Sydney with a cold stare. "Sydney, leaking company secrets is a crime, especially stealing confidential files. Do you want to go to jail?"Tears rolled down Sydney's face as she looked at Melvin in anguish. "I'll... I'll tell you."The front door opened again. This time it was Mia, just being dropped off.She walked in to find the three of them in a tense standoff."Melvin, where's Sarah? She should have been home two hours ago after work." Mia asked, puzzled."Mia, Sarah's... she's been kidnapped.""Kidnapped?" Mia's eyes widened.Melvin ignored her, turning back to Sydney.
”Melvin… you're back. I'll... I'll get you some drinks.” Sydney forced herself to stay calm.She grabbed a cup and turned toward the kitchen, but he caught her wrist in an instant.“Melvin, what are you…?”"Where is she?" Melvin's grip tightened until her wrist turned white.Sydney winced, trying to pull free. “Melvin! I don't know what you're talking about! Who's 'she'?""Stop playing dumb. I know you did this. I let it go when you stole the proposal for Wilson Industries, but do you think Sanders Group will forgive such a serious offense? Before I completely lose control, tell me what you've done." Melvin's eyes were cold.Sydney had never seen this frightening side of him before.Trembling, she backed away. “Melvin, you're hurting me. Please let go. I really don't know what you mean.""Melvin, what are you doing?"A deafening thunderclap jolted Melvin. In the flash of lightning, he saw his mother arrive.She rushed over and forced them apart. Sydney immediately hid behind
On the mountain, Sarah regained consciousness feeling sore all over. The cold made her shiver repeatedly.The driver hadn't locked her up - there weren't any buildings here to shelter from the storm anyway.He'd just set up a crude rain shelter and tied her to a tree.She was forced to sit at the tree's base, tightly bound to it with rope.The rain-washed mountain paths were pure mud. She was soaked through.Exposed to the height and fierce storm, she sneezed several times.She tried to break free, but it was impossible.The kidnapper, wrapped head to toe in rain gear, watched her mockingly. "Don't waste your energy."He crouched in front of her, tapping a cold knife against her face. "Ever heard of a hangman's knot?"Sarah didn't answer, still trying to escape."Guess not. Stop struggling. Haven't you noticed the rope gets tighter the more you fight? Keep it up and you'll strangle yourself."Sarah froze in shock, not daring to move.Though there was a rain shelter above, b