Mr. Luther laid everything out for Sarah, recounting the events in detail. While not every word was precise, he remembered most of it.Sarah raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “So, Mr. Luther, are you saying your son, Michael, has feelings for Charlotte?”Mr. Luther nodded gravely. “No one else knows about this. Considering Miss Garnett is already married, it’s not something anyone would want made public.”“That’s understandable,” Sarah replied, her tone calm. “But are you saying you got involved in this mess because of Charlotte, or is there another reason?”She didn’t buy for a second that the entire Luther family could be manipulated solely because of Charlotte. The real mastermind had yet to reveal themselves.She already had someone in mind, though it baffled her how the Luthers could be connected to Vivian. Mr. Luther avoided her gaze. “Miss Sanders, I’ve told you everything I know. Whatever’s left has nothing to do with me.”Sarah nodded. She knew better than to push too hard
After Sarah's rescue at the stables, Vivian had furiously bought the horse Sarah had been riding and had it brutally killed.After the Luther incident, those people who she had hired to plan and carry out the incident at the Luthers, she had them beaten half to death.Such ruthless methods were beyond Charlotte's capability!She wiped her tears and tossed her phone aside. Now she could only rely on one person - James.Before leaving home, she'd deliberately left something for James's mother to find. Perhaps she would see it soon.At the Chancer house, Mrs. Chancer was having dinner. She hadn't seen Charlotte all day, though she'd caught several glimpses of James. "Where's Charlotte? Haven't seen her today."James's expression darkened. "She went back to her parent’s house."Mrs. Chancer gave James a long look. "You will protect Charlotte, won't you?"Only after receiving his firm nod did she feel relieved.Walking into the living room, she noticed a paper on the side table. Op
Mrs. Chancer took Lucy’s hand tightly. “Lucy, I’m so sorry,” she said, her voice trembling.“Mom, what are you talking about?” A bad feeling washed over Lucy.Sure enough, her mother choked up as she continued, “Lucy, it’s me and your brother who have wronged you. We need you to take responsibility for the Luther villa incident.”Lucy stared at her mother in shock, disbelief plastered across her face. “Mom, what are you saying? You know about the villa incident? Then you must also know it wasn’t me! It was Charlotte! She framed me!” Her voice rose as her eyes widened.Mrs. Chancer’s eyes were bloodshot, and her lips quivered. “Lucy, you have to think of the family…”“Think of the family? So you’re planning to sacrifice me for it? This is because of Sarah, isn’t it? She’s close to finding evidence, so to protect Charlotte, you’re willing to throw me under the bus?” Lucy’s voice cracked as tears streamed down her face.It hit her how absurd she had been, clinging to the belief that
Memories flooded back, unraveling like threads of pain. Sarah realized that every time she opened the master bedroom door, she would be dragged back into the past. Determined to shut those feelings away, she firmly closed the door, as though locking the pain inside.She returned to her own room. Last time, she had found that strange photo tucked inside a book, which led her to search through every book on the shelf, only to come up empty-handed. Next, she opened the jewelry box hidden in her closet—a gift from her parents, containing some of her mother’s jewelry. She sifted through its contents, and beneath the antique bracelets, she discovered a peculiar bracelet. Sarah picked it up. The gold-stamped Cartier logo was faded and chipped. Pieces like this needed regular care to maintain their pristine condition, but this bracelet had been sitting untouched in the cold box for three years. Something about it didn’t sit right with her. Wait! Her eyes widened as a realizatio
Sarah’s thoughts were completely consumed by this matter. “Alright,” she replied, “but I’ll need to take it with me first. I’ll bring it back in a few days.” “Thank you, Miss,” the manager said gratefully. ---At the Reynolds Corporation building, after informing the receptionist of her arrival, Sarah sat in the waiting area for Zachary. Unlike her usual urgency, she decided to take her time. Her mind was a mess, unsure of how to approach her questions or even where to start. Barely five minutes later, Zachary hurried out of the elevator. The administrative staff nearby exchanged meaningful glances, clearly intrigued by someone important enough to have Zachary come down personally. As they walked together, an icy silence hung between them. Zachary eventually broke it. “Why are you here all of a sudden?” “I need to ask you something,” Sarah replied coolly. She followed him to his office, but before they could close the door, a familiar voice called out. “Zach, why’
“Sasa, I don’t know.” Zachary avoided her gaze. Seeing Zachary’s evasive expression, Sarah already had her answer. His refusal to explain was confirmation enough. If he didn’t want to answer, Sarah wouldn’t push. “If you won’t answer my question, I won’t force you,” Sarah said firmly, “but Zachary, I won’t give up.” Whether it was the photo from last time or the bracelet now, Sarah’s doubts about her own memory. If Zachary wouldn’t explain, and Melvin wasn’t a viable option, her only lead left was Mia. She sought out Mia once again. When she showed the bracelet to Mia, the other girl seemed just as puzzled. “Sarah, could the store clerk have made a mistake?” Mia suggested. “After all, you only heard the last name. According to their policy, the client’s full identity is confidential. How could they casually reveal that kind of information?” Sarah nodded. What Mia said wasn’t unreasonable—she’d considered it too. But lately, too many strange things had been happe
"Coward! Why wouldn't you answer my questions from last time?"Scarlett's eyes reddened. She'd been uncomfortable ever since that night, trying to figure out Steven's true feelings but getting nowhere.Lost in thought, she'd wandered into St. Ritz."Scarlett, it's not that I didn't want to answer. I just didn't know how," Steven said dejectedly, placing a cup of water in front of her.Scarlett pressed on. "Why did you suddenly show up that night telling me to break up with him?"Steven's fingers trembled. "Because we've already... it means you're mine, and I'm yours.""So do you like me?"Steven looked up sharply, startled by her question, unsure how to respond.Scarlett shook her head. "I'll ask again - are you saying these things out of obligation, or because you actually like me?"Steven remained silent for a long while.Just as Scarlett was about to give up, he finally spoke."Scarlett, don't go. I'm not sure if what I'm feeling counts as love, but when I can't see you,
She swallowed the entire bottle of pills—nearly twenty in total. Foam bubbled at the corners of her mouth as her consciousness began to blur. The sharp, stabbing pain coursing through her body hit her like a storm, tearing at her senses. Her lips quivered as she muttered faintly, “It hurts… so much…”The unbearable pain dragged on, gnawing at her body like claws. Her vision swirled into a haze as the minutes crawled by, every moment a thread pulling the life from her. Her blood seemed to freeze in her veins, her body burning yet icy cold. She didn’t know what to do. For the first time in her life, she was utterly lost.She sat motionless on the bed, her body growing colder as time slipped away. Outside, the night sky gleamed with stars. The headache that gripped her was unbearable, a pressure she couldn’t put into words. The next time she opened her eyes, she was in a hospital room.When Lucy slowly woke, her throat was parched and her body felt drained, weak beyond measure. She
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