Charlotte entered the ballroom on James's arm, wearing a pink tulle gown that screamed haute couture.She deliberately rested her hand on her stomach, stroking it subtly while giving Sarah a challenging look."Ms. Sanders, it's been a while." Her smile was gentle, as if they were merely friends and nothing had happened between them.Sarah gave her a brief glance without responding and took her seat beside Melvin.Their table was right in the center. Though the Sanders family wasn't quite as prominent as the Reynolds, they still held significantly more influence than Chancers.Suddenly, there was a commotion at the entrance as reporters rushed forward to greet the new arrivals.Sarah looked over to see Zachary and Vivian walking in.With all the recent rumors about these two, naturally the reporters wouldn't miss this chance for a story.Zachary and Vivian were also seated at the main table, directly across from Sarah and Melvin."Miss Sanders, lovely to see you," Vivian smiled
The piece finally sold for nine hundred thousand, leaving James with clenched fists.Mr. Anderson's lack of interest meant their plan for the birthday celebration had failed.He didn't bid on the next few items either, watching silently as others claimed them.Then came Vivian's contribution. The attendants brought up a long case containing a painting. Uniquely, it was a portrait of a religious figure - but with a striking twist: the face bore a clear resemblance to Mr. Anderson. When the image appeared on the large screen, Mr. Anderson's fingers twitched, unconsciously tapping the table.Vivian smiled, knowing this wasn't just any religious portrait. She was sure Mr. Anderson had noticed its significance immediately.Sarah watched the painting with grave concern. Vivian had been too bold - creating a religious portrait with Mr. Anderson's likeness.Inevitably, no one else would bid on it. Everyone could see this was Vivian's special tribute to Mr. Anderson. No one wanted to cr
Charlotte gasped, along with everyone else in the room as they stared at the big screen in shock.While pure amber was certainly precious, it wasn't exactly extraordinary. With careful searching, one could acquire such pieces.It hardly seemed special enough for such an occasion compared to the other items. But that price... it was simply outrageous.After the previous tension, the ballroom finally came alive with chatter, everyone discussing the amber rosary. "Have the Sanders lost their minds? Asking a hundred million for this amber rosary - are they trying to rob us?""Sure, this is a charity auction, and we're happy to donate, but we're not here to be taken for fools!""Exactly! The Sanders must think we're idiots!"James's eyes widened in disbelief. Charlotte feigned concern as she said, "James, a hundred million is excessive. Even Mr. Anderson wouldn't set such a high price."James frowned, struggling to understand how amber beads could command such a price.At the same t
He had really spent a hundred million on the antique rosary. Even with its intricate religious inscriptions, it shouldn't have commanded nearly that price - it was almost double its value.Sarah suspected Mr. Anderson's quick decision was partly due to the earlier incident with the portrait.After the auction ended, dinner was served. Mr. Anderson, who preferred privacy to social gatherings, left early. Vivian kept glaring at Sarah, convinced that the rosary strategy hadn't been Melvin's idea."Miss Sanders, how clever of you. Your auction piece suited Mr. Anderson's taste perfectly," Vivian said coldly.Sarah didn't bother with politeness. "Indeed. Perhaps Miss Wilson could learn something from this."Vivian's knuckles whitened around her silverware as she glared at Sarah. "Miss Sanders, don't celebrate too soon."Impressing Mr. Anderson didn't guarantee securing the property - she still had a chance.Midway through the main course, a man in a dark suit appeared beside Sarah an
After the charity auction ended, Sarah waited at the entrance while Melvin went to get the car from the parking garage.The bright lights at St. Ritz's entrance were almost blinding. Just as she was about to step out, someone called her name.Charlotte stood before Sarah, stroking her belly with a malicious smile. "I'm pregnant. I wonder if you know about this?"Sarah looked at her curiously, slowly approaching Charlotte and reaching toward her stomach. Charlotte jumped back, startled. "What are you doing?"Sarah smiled coldly. "Everyone in East Coast knows you're flaunting your pregnancy, but I'm more interested in the misdeeds you've been trying to hide - ones that I'll eventually expose.""What are you talking about?” Charlotte flinched."Whether it's what happened at the stables or at the Luthers, you think you've found your perfect scapegoat. You believe that carrying James's child means he'll protect you at any cost. But don't forget - the Chancers are nobodies in East Coas
Zachary's gaze remained firm, but he said nothing more.Vivian couldn't accept his coldness. Her expression started to crack, her voice turning shrill. "Why won't you answer my question? Is it because of Sarah? Are you not helping me just to give the Sanders a chance? Zachary, you're such a disappointment. For Sarah's sake, you're willing to jeopardize the partnership between our families?"Zachary remained silent, focusing intently on the road ahead.Back home, Sarah kept thinking about Mr. Anderson's revelation at the auction. What puzzled her was, if what Mr. Anderson said was true, why hadn't any news about Harbor Crescent leaked yet?Not even the smallest rumor had surfaced.Everyone believed Crystal Bay was connected to the new shipping route.So how could she be sure Mr. Anderson's information was reliable?“Melvin, which do you think it is - Crystal Bay or Harbor Crescent?" she suddenly asked.Melvin thought for a moment. "Hard to say. My sources point to Crystal Bay -
Charlotte clutched the edge of the table, her hands trembling uncontrollably as she listened to the cold voice on the other end of the line. “Miss Wilson, you can’t just abandon me like this! What am I supposed to do now? I don’t want to go to prison!” she pleaded, her voice shaking.Vivian's reply was icy. “You don’t want to go to prison? Well, neither does anyone else. Don’t bring this matter to me again, Charlotte. Don’t forget—this entire situation was your doing, not mine. I had no part in it. Instead of wasting time calling me, why don’t you focus on James? You’re carrying his child—he’s not going to let anything happen to you.” Without waiting for a response, Vivian hung up, leaving only the harsh, empty tone of the disconnected call.Charlotte froze, staring at the phone in disbelief. Her chest tightened with panic. Vivian had given up on her, and Charlotte couldn’t blame her. From the start, she had been the one to take action, ensuring Vivian’s name stayed out of everythi
Charlotte felt a surge of joy deep inside. She had been racking her brain for ways to convince James to let her off the hook, but now it seemed Mrs. Chancer would shield her completely.Wiping away a few deliberate tears, she cried out, “Mom, this is all my fault. Please don’t blame James. Lucy ended up in the detention center because of me. Even if you send me to prison, I wouldn’t complain. It’s my mistake.”Mrs. Chancer shook her head firmly and stood protectively in front of Charlotte. “Silly child, why are you saying such things? All you need to do is focus on resting and taking care of yourself. Giving me a healthy grandson is far more important than anything else.”Deep down, Mrs. Chancer was hurting. After all, it was her daughter Lucy who had been thrown under the bus and sent to jail. If it weren’t for the precious grandchild growing in Charlotte’s belly, she would have agreed in an instant to let Charlotte face the consequences and free Lucy.Mrs. Chancer forced hers
Perhaps due to her extreme emotional state, Charlotte quickly fell asleep.She had a dream.In her dream, she had just gotten off a plane and spotted James in the distance, elegantly leaning against his car waiting for her. In that moment, his eyes were fixed only on her.Charlotte ran toward him happily, wanting to throw herself into his arms and hold him tight.However, halfway there, she saw another woman appear from the side who ran straight into James's welcoming embrace.She could clearly see that James's eyes were filled with affection, without sparing even a glance in her direction."No, this can't be real. Who is she?" Charlotte shook her head in disbelief as she walked closer step by step. When she saw the woman's face, she instantly fell apart."Sarah Sanders, why is it you again? Why do you keep haunting me? James is mine. Don't you dare try to take him away." Charlotte lunged forward like a madwoman, trying to separate them.A mist enveloped the couple, and the scen
The guard at the door was easy to convince. She made up a simple excuse about having a stomachache or needing to see a doctor.The police still sent someone to follow her to the building entrance. When they arrived, the officer blocked her path. "Ms. Garnett, please go back. Without approval, you can't see anyone except your doctor.""Not even my husband? My stomach hurts terribly. I need to see my husband to feel at ease," she pleaded.But the officer wouldn't budge. "Ms. Garnett, please return!"Just then, the officer received a phone call. After listening for a few moments, the officer stepped aside.Charlotte walked in confidently, wearing sunglasses with her head held high.The receptionist greeted her politely, "Miss, who are you here to see? Do you have an appointment?"Charlotte removed her sunglasses, frowning slightly with an annoyed tone, "I'm here to see your CEO, James Chancer. Do I really need an appointment?"The receptionist was new and didn't recognize Charlotte
As Mrs. Sanders kept talking, not only did Sarah stay silent — she actually started laughing.Mrs. Sanders frowned. “What are you laughing at?”Sarah’s gaze turned cold. Her voice was calm but sharp. “Shouldn’t matters between us younger people be handled by us directly? Wouldn’t it sound bad if word got out that you’re getting involved like this?”She paused for a second, then added with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes. “Besides, no matter what, I’m still the biggest shareholder in Sanders Group. Firing an employee is well within my rights, don’t you think?”Right now, Sarah was actually glad Mrs. Sanders had finally dropped the act and shown her true colors. At least it saved Sarah the trouble of pretending to be polite.Mrs. Sanders still wore the kind, gentle smile of an elder, but her voice turned colder underneath. “So what, you’re using your position to pressure me now?”Sarah laughed softly. “You’re joking. How would I dare?”Without bothering to continue the
Later that night, Sarah went downstairs with her empty glass to get some water. But just as she passed by the living room, she overheard a conversation between Melvin and Mrs. Sanders.“You’re really impossible to talk to, you know that?” Mrs. Sanders sounded both angry and disappointed. “It’s not just me — everyone in the family has been trying to convince you. Sarah studied psychology, not business. She has no experience at all. The entire Sanders Group is depending on you.”Melvin’s voice, on the other hand, was clearly filled with impatience. “I’m pretty sure I told you a long time ago, stop bringing up anything about Sarah.”Mrs. Sanders snorted coldly. “How can I not bring it up? It’s just that you’re willing to work like a fool without asking for anything in return. If you’re just going to be a tool to manage Sanders Group for someone else, I really don’t understand why you’re doing all this.”She paused, then added, “By the way, your aunt hinted to me earlier — she wa
Melvin forced a small smile.He honestly didn’t know how his mother could scold him so viciously over the phone just a few days ago… only to turn around tonight and act like nothing had happened, praising him in front of everyone.Mrs. Sanders finally seemed to notice Sarah as well. She smiled politely and nodded. “Sarah, you’re here too? Come on in.”Many of the Sanders family elders were there tonight. When Uncle Shawn saw Sarah, his face lit up with joy. He quickly pulled her over to sit at the main table beside him.“Sasa, you must have had a rough time in West Ridge. Later, I’ll ask the kitchen to make all your favorite dishes, just for you.”Sarah’s heart warmed at his words. Uncle Shawn really did treat her like his own daughter.But when she glanced to the side, she noticed Mrs. Sanders looking at her coldly — like she was staring at an enemy.Tonight’s birthday banquet wasn’t just a family gathering. Even members of the White family were there.The moment Madam White
Zachary still didn’t respond.Vivian straightened up and slowly walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window. Her voice was calm, but every word was filled with accusation.“Zachary, let’s not pretend. We both know perfectly well — while you were gone, Sarah disappeared too. Are you really expecting me to believe that the two of you weren’t together?”She paused, her eyes fixed on the distant view outside.“I always thought that since you agreed to get engaged to me, you’d take responsibility. I believed you wouldn’t be out there tangled up with her. Was I wrong?”Zachary let out a soft, mocking laugh.“You believed.” His voice was low and cold. “But just because you believe something… does that automatically make it true?”Vivian froze — then suddenly let out a loud, crazed laugh, like she had completely lost control.She turned around, her eyes burning as she pointed at him. “Then tell me! Tell me whether it’s true or not! Where exactly did you go? Who were you with?”She to
Vivian smiled sweetly, though her words were sharp underneath.“Like you said, I’m Zachary’s fiancée. Of course, I wouldn’t say anything reckless. Out of responsibility, since this contract was signed by both of us, I have an obligation to make sure things are handled properly.”Her words sounded kind and reasonable on the surface, but everyone in the room could hear the meaning behind them.Mr. Robertson, who had been quietly watching this back-and-forth, already understood exactly what kind of person Vivian was. But between Zachary and Vivian, it was clear where his loyalties lay — with Vivian.“Mr. Steven, why don’t we call Mr. Reynolds over?” Mr. Robertson suggested calmly.Steven’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Zach…”But before he could finish, a deep, cold voice rang out from the doorway.“Mr. Robertson, have you ever thought about the possibility… that these parts aren’t from Reynolds Corporation at all?”The conference room door swung open.Zachary walked in slowly, calm
Melvin's expression grew unusually serious, a rare sight for him. It was clear he was holding back his anger.“Sasa,” he said, his voice low, “I don’t think you should go this time either. Even if you want to go back… I’m afraid there are people who don’t want you to.”Sarah’s face paled slightly. “Melvin, are you talking about…” She didn’t finish the sentence — she didn’t want to say that person’s name in front of him.But how could Melvin not know who she meant? His face became even more stern.“Sasa, honestly, neither of us needs to say the name out loud — we both know exactly who we’re talking about. I’ve told you before, I’ll always protect you. No matter who tries to hurt you, I’ll stand by you.”His eyes were sharp. His voice was calm but full of strength.“And you’ve done nothing wrong,” Melvin continued. “Some people are just too greedy. That’s why they keep setting traps, again and again, willing to do anything to get what they want. But I’m not that kind of person. I’l
James walked back home, looking completely defeated, only to find his mother in the middle of a phone call.Ever since he discovered that his mother had some kind of secret connection with Mrs. Sanders, he had been extra cautious about any of her phone conversations. And today, sure enough, he happened to overhear her mentioning Sarah.“This time, Sarah won’t be able to get away for sure. We’re allies, I wouldn’t lie to you.”“Don’t worry, just leave this matter to me. Mrs. Sanders, once your son gets control of Sanders Group, don’t forget…”Mrs. Chancer casually glanced toward the doorway — only to spot her son standing there. She immediately cut herself off, “I’ll talk to you later. James just got home.”After hanging up, James walked in, pretending like he hadn’t heard anything. “Mom, who were you just talking to on the phone?”Mrs. Chancer brushed him off lightly, “Don’t overthink it. Just a friend of mine… my card-playing buddy.”James obviously didn’t believe that excu