When Mrs. Chancer recognized who had arrived, she couldn’t help but feeling nervous. Zachary Reynolds was the East Coast's most powerful heir - not someone the Chancers could afford to offend.She discreetly glanced at the blurry surveillance video, reassuring herself that the man in it was unidentifiable.Perhaps Lucy was right - someone of his status would only be playing with someone like Sarah. How could such a distinguished man seriously consider a divorced woman?This thought calmed her. Her Lucy was well-bred and highly educated, far superior to Sarah. Given the chance, Lucy could definitely secure someone as prestigious as Zachary.Right now, her task was to completely discredit Sarah. Not only did she need to confirm the allegations of infidelity during marriage, but she also had to make Mr. Reynolds distance himself from Sarah. With so many people present and men being concerned about their reputation, Mr. Reynolds was unlikely to step forward to defend Sarah."Sarah pra
"Indeed. If Mr. Reynolds hadn't arrived in time, I would have become the adulteress in Mrs. Chancer's story. These days, it seems slander is effortless, all it takes is a loose tongue.”Sarah cast a cool glance at Mrs. Chancer. This mother and daughter pair seemed to have nothing better to do than take turns trying to destroy her reputation, stopping at nothing to spread rumors.Their relentless efforts were certainly eye-opening.Zachary moved closer, his tall frame beside Sarah. The subtle cedar wood scent of his cologne helped calm her nerves.His deep, resonant voice continued: "If I remember correctly, it was your son's lover who returned, after which he asked Sarah for a divorce. Our Sarah, being kindhearted, agreed to step aside so he could be with his old flame."Sarah glanced at him in surprise before composing herself. Given Zachary's position, getting such information would be simple. He must have investigated her background when seeking her help with Mia's treatment.
News spread quickly across campus...The legendary Zachary Reynolds had appeared at Adams University, and apparently was friends with Miss Sanders. Word was he'd come specifically to defend her reputation.Students couldn’t help but speculate. If their relationship was merely that of casual friends, would someone as busy as Mr. Reynolds personally show up? Wouldn’t sending an assistant have been enough to handle it?Clearly, their relationship must be special. And seeing them walk together, they made a striking pair. Imagine how gorgeous their children would be!The slanderous forum posts were completely deleted, replaced by photos of Sarah and Zachary walking together, looking like something out of a romance novel.Comments had already started shipping them as a couple, though the subjects remained oblivious.Meanwhile in class, as news spread about Mrs. Chancer's false accusations, students began giving Lucy hostile looks."Can you believe it? Her son cheats, but they accuse t
Sarah snapped out of her thoughts when he spoke."No need for thanks. Just remember you owe me one,” he said causally.Sarah stopped walking, knowing that owing Zachary a favor wasn't simple, but she would definitely repay it.Sarah paused mid-step, realizing that a favor owed to someone like Zachary wouldn’t be easy to repay. Still, she nodded firmly. “Mr. Reynolds, don’t worry. I always repay my debts. I don’t know what I can do for you, but as long as you ask, I’ll give it my all.”Zachary's lips curved up, his eyes twinkling mischievously like a fox's, both charming and dangerous.Looking at his expression, Sarah felt a ripple of unease.She had a feeling she'd walked right into his trap.Unable to figure it out, she pushed the thought aside and walked him out. After such a huge favor, it would be rude to just leave him there.Back at the Chancer house, Lucy stormed in after school, throwing her things at the maid, her face sour as if she'd swallowed something bitter."Mom
”Mrs. Chancer, Lucy, what happened?" Charlotte asked. Though unsure of the details, she guessed it involved Sarah - only Sarah could upset them this much.Mrs. Chancer set down her jewelry, her face dark with anger, looking no different from a common market gossip.Charlotte raised an eyebrow but said nothing."It's all that wretched Sarah's fault. She made me lose face in front of everyone..." Mrs. Chancer recounted the day's events, seeing no fault in her own actions.Charlotte understood - they'd tried to scheme against Sarah but got publicly humiliated instead.Lucy quickly sat beside Charlotte, linking arms affectionately. “Charlotte, you're so much smarter than us. Can't you help us figure something out?"Mrs. Chancer glanced at her daughter, her mind still fixated on the property and money, growing more resentful by the minute."Charlotte, Sarah was married to James for three years without producing a child. After the divorce, James inexplicably gave her $8 million and se
What?Give it to Lucy?!Charlotte froze momentarily, internally cursing their shamelessness. But having already expressed her indifference to the money, she couldn't backtrack now. Though seething inside, she had to swallow her anger, only her slightly stiff smile hinting at her true feelings."Whatever Mrs. Chancer thinks is best." Charlotte maintained her composure, turning to Lucy with a smile. “Lucy, since you’re the one who interacts with Sarah the most at school, you probably have the best insight into how people perceive her. Perhaps you could focus on that angle. After all, university students haven’t experienced the real world yet and can be easily swayed. Maybe you can use that to shift their opinions.”She'd said enough - whether Lucy understood was her problem. Whatever happened afterward wouldn't be Charlotte's responsibility.After all, she'd merely made a suggestion, not told her to do anything extreme.Lucy's eyes lit up with understanding. “Charlotte, you're so cl
"Sarah, I've apologized - what more do you want? My mother really didn't mean to..." Lucy forced herself to follow, rambling on to convince Sarah of her sincerity.Sarah shot her a cold glance. “If you and your mother genuinely don’t want to cause me trouble or truly want to apologize, the best thing you can do is stay far, far away from me. The farther, the better.”Lucy was already angry, and this response nearly made her explode.She could only watch Sarah walk away, her eyes sharp with hatred. You ungrateful bitch, throwing my apology back in my face. Just wait and see!News of Lucy's apology quickly spread on the university forum, complete with photos, lending it credibility.As a result, Lucy's reputation at school gradually improved."Who knew the spoiled Lucy was capable of apologizing? Why blame her for her mother's mistake?""The fact that she can apologize shows character. She's our classmate after all - maybe we should be kinder.""As a socialite, she must have good
Sarah looked up puzzled as an invitation appeared before her, finding Mia's sweet, delicate face. She smiled helplessly."Sarah, we're hosting a big gala tomorrow. Please come with me? I get nervous with too many people around."Sarah glanced at the invitation lying on her desk, her expression tinged with complexity. She knew exactly what a Reynolds family invitation meant. Lately, too much attention had been focused on her at school, with endless rumors and debates swirling around. It was a chaotic time.Since handing over her company to her cousin, most people saw her as a fallen heiress with no backing.Attending the Reynolds gala now might spark unnecessary drama."Mia, I have other commitments tomorrow, so I can't attend. If you're feeling anxious, find a quiet corner to stay in. You can always call me if you need anything."Disappointment was evident on Mia's face. She knew Sarah wasn't someone who could be pressured, nor was she after their family's wealth."Sarah, you re
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