"Mr. Reynolds, such words might scare me away. Then you'd be left without a date tonight," Sarah replied with a light smile, though her tone carried a hint of coolness.Her heart had fluttered at his words several times now, but she understood the vast difference between them.The car stopped at the hotel entrance. Sarah took Zachary's arm as they entered the grand ballroom, her heels clicking elegantly on the marble floor. The space was filled with wine displays, dessert tables, clusters of guests, and circulating waiters.Long tables lined both sides of the hall, laden with exquisite hors d'oeuvres and various wines, with champagne glasses arranged in pyramids at the ends.Women in designer gowns gathered in conversation while men in bespoke suits discussed business.Luxury permeated everything - only the elite attended Reynolds family events.Mia spotted them first, running over excitedly. “Zac! Sarah, you're here!"The ballroom fell quiet as all eyes turned to them. No one
"Look how smug that bitch is!" Lucy seethed.Charlotte quickly masked her earlier gaze with a polite smile. "Of course she's pleased, she's Zachary's date. Every young lady here wishes they were in her place."She wasn't the only one hiding jealousy; surely other women were silently cursing Sarah too.Lucy grew more furious. Why did Sarah get to stand beside Zachary? Why not her?Charlotte scanned the hall, noticing Old Mr. Reynolds wasn't present. Glancing at the second floor, she understood why.Her eyes glinted - surely Old Mr. Reynolds wouldn't accept a divorced woman.With that thought, Charlotte quickly left the Chancers' side.Mia excitedly chatted with Sarah, "You look stunning, even more beautiful than usual! I've never seen anyone wear evening wear so elegantly."Sarah admired Mia's designer ball gown, a custom piece that fit her perfectly. "You look lovely too, Mia.""Really? My brother picked it. I told him he had terrible taste," Mia stuck out her tongue.Upstair
Sarah relaxed as Mia diverted her grandfather's scrutinizing gaze. Mia's timing couldn't have been better.Being Zachary's date had certainly drawn attention, including from his family.Her divorced status wasn't a secret - she knew Old Mr. Reynolds must have heard the gossip."Let's join the others," he said.By the spiral staircase, Charlotte frowned. She'd deliberately started those rumors for Old Mr. Reynolds to hear.But unexpectedly, he hadn't reacted negatively!Her eyes found James through the crowd. He was staring, not at her, but at Sarah!Sarah's elegant figure in her evening gown was like a painting come to life. Even James couldn't help staring. Charlotte clenched her fists in fury - this was intolerable!Being the host, Zachary couldn't stay with Sarah all evening. After ensuring she was settled, his grandfather called him away, asking Mia to keep Sarah company.Sarah had never enjoyed such events, knowing she'd be scrutinized as Zachary's date.Once Zachary lef
Lucy approached with a smirk. "Oh dear, what a mess! I brought a spare dress - we look about the same size. Why don't you borrow it?"She saw an opportunity to get closer to the Reynolds heiress.But Mia shook her head. "No need. I have other dresses here."She grabbed her skirt and Sarah's hand. "Come with me, Sarah."She wouldn't leave Sarah vulnerable to bullying, especially after promising her brother.Just then, a waiter approached. "Miss Sanders, Master Zachary requests your presence."Hearing this, Mia released Sarah's hand. "Go ahead to my brother. I'll change quickly and find you. Don't let anyone bother you."She shot Lucy a fierce glare before hurrying upstairs.Sarah smiled and told the waiter, "Lead the way," ignoring Charlotte and Lucy completely.After she left, Lucy seethed. "What's so special about her? Zachary protects her constantly! The moment there's trouble, he summons her!""It wasn't Zachary," Charlotte said coldly, her eyes glinting.Lucy looked at h
Sickened by his words, Sarah's face went pale, her eyes blazing. "I'm warning you! Touch me and you'll regret it!""Stop fighting! We're alone in this garden, and I locked the door. Where do you think you'll go?" He yanked her arm, trying to pull her close, his aged, greasy face flushed with excitement as he reached for her shoulder.Sarah kicked him hard, earning a howl of pain as he doubled over clutching himself. "You'll pay for this!"But he maintained his iron grip on her wrist, struggling to stand despite the pain.Sarah fought desperately, her delicate wrist reddening in his vice-like grip.Desperate, she grabbed her dress hem, ready to tear it. To hell with appearances.The man recovered, raising his hand to slap her, but his arm suddenly stopped mid-air."Who dares interrupt—" His words died in his throat when he saw who it was.Seeing Zachary, Sarah's eyes welled up, her throat tightening."Let her go!" The icy command made the man release Sarah's wrist instantly.S
Something felt off about the whole incident - first Mia's dress gets stained, then she's lured out here.Without her having to explain, Zachary had already ordered security to check the cameras."I know. Don't worry, I'll find who's responsible. Let's get you inside - it's cold out here."Sarah felt warmed by his jacket, still holding his body heat. He always appeared when she needed him most, like a ray of light in darkness. She unconsciously moved closer to him.Her heart was still racing, the terrifying incident now transformed into anger, mixed with the warmth of Zachary's protection.She nodded, walking beside him. "Thank you. I owe you another favor."Zachary's eyes remained cold, still angry about the incident. Her sincere gratitude made him uncomfortable. "You're my guest. Your safety is my responsibility. This isn't about favors."When they returned to the ballroom, no one knew what had happened in the garden, except for two pairs of anxious eyes watching them.Lucy ha
Zachary's face darkened. "Who did this waiter interact with during the party?""He was serving drinks, sir. He probably contacted most guests.""No need to search further. I know who did it."A familiar voice made Sarah and Zachary turn around as Steven approached."Where were you earlier?" Sarah asked curiously."If I hadn't been late, I wouldn't have caught this." Steven held up his phone.He showed them a photo.It captured a man in the garden with a woman holding champagne, speaking to him.The man was Sarah's attacker, and the woman was Lucy!Sarah's eyes sharpened. Lucy had harassed her repeatedly, and now stooped to this level.Steven swiped to another photo, scoffing: "She’s not the only one involved.”The photo showed the earlier scene with Mia protecting Sarah. Behind them, a waiter carrying a tray of drinks was stumbling - someone's foot had deliberately tripped him.That's why the tray tipped, spilling wine on Mia's dress.The owner of that foot was now chattin
"Oh my!" Mia exclaimed. "How clumsy of you, Charlotte. You should have moved when I offered you a drink. Now everyone will think I did it on purpose!""It's fine, Miss Reynolds. My fault entirely." Charlotte's face was strained.A crowd had gathered, just as they had when Mia's dress was ruined earlier.Mia feigned sympathy. "How unlucky - the same thing happened to my dress earlier! Fortunately, I have several spare dresses upstairs. Let me lend you one?"Before Charlotte could answer, Lucy jumped in. "Yes, that would be wonderful! Thank you."She hoped this might help them get closer to Zachary.Charlotte, unaware of Lucy's motives, had no choice - her stained dress was unwearable. She nodded politely. "Thank you, Miss Reynolds."Upstairs, Mia laid out several gowns on the bed. "Take your pick."Charlotte’s eyes flickered with envy. She recognized many of these gowns as exclusive haute couture pieces from brands that weren’t available to just anyone. Even having money wasn’t
Sarah didn't respond to Zachary's earlier words—she simply moved with even more care as she cleaned and bandaged his wound. Her eyes stayed fixed on the task at hand, but her expression was unreadable.Zachary, watching her in silence, gave a soft laugh. "You do care about me, Sasa. No matter what you say, you're not as heartless as you pretend to be."Sarah shook her head, her voice calm but cool. "You're overthinking it. We're both from East Coast—I just don't want to see you die. Besides, you're getting engaged to Miss Wilson in just over half a month. I’m clear of our positions. So please, don't say things like that again."Zachary's face changed instantly. He knew she was right—his engagement to Vivian was a chasm between them, one that he couldn't just leap across. Not while the truth remained buried.That engagement wasn't just a label. It was a shield. A smokescreen. A compromise he'd made to protect Sarah. But knowing she believed it, that it stood between them, only deepe
Charlie felt a chill run down his spine from that single glance. Considering her status, he dared not push any further. "That's all I have to say. The rest is up to you to figure out."He fled the scene, leaving Sarah alone in the room.After washing up, she lay on the bed and checked her emails. Her cousin had sent her updates on the construction progress at Pine Mist Island.Once she finished handling her affairs, Sarah tucked herself under the covers and closed her eyes, trying to sleep, but rest eluded her.Her mind was filled with what Charlie had said about Zachary being injured. He was hurt, and she had no idea how serious the wound was.If it was severe, he would need hospital treatment, which would certainly leave a record and expose his location.If he didn't want his whereabouts known, he would have to treat the injury himself at home.But that wound...Sarah couldn't calm her thoughts. She tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.Under the bright moonlight, a figu
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