Jane smiled, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "To be honest, I haven't judged competitions in a long time, and I won't be in the country much longer.""Your theories have always been a guiding light for Adams' psychology students," Sarah said earnestly. "I know you've declined international competitions, but I'd like you to look at these."She pulled out a stack of papers from her bag and handed them to Jane. "These are papers students wrote based on your theories. Some have proposed new ideas. We'd love your feedback."Jane took the papers with surprise, flipping through them. "Thank you, I'll review them carefully."Sarah felt relieved. Though she wasn't completely confident about getting Jane's agreement, at least she could get the students' papers to her.As she turned to leave, Jane called after her. "What's your take on tonight's events, Miss Sanders?"Sarah pointed uncertainly at the drama on stage. "You mean that?""What else could I mean? I must say, you handled
Sarah explained softly, "It's useless. They can't afford to offend the Chancer family. Following their instructions for news coverage means a big paycheck. Going against them risks getting fired. Which would you choose?"She'd understood this when the reporters started asking questions. That's why she stopped paying attention after Lucy changed the subject - tomorrow, people would only know what Lucy wanted them to know."What?!" Mia hugged Sarah's arm unhappily. "If I'd known, I wouldn't have watched the drama. I should have gone with you to invite Dr. Lawrence. Did she agree?""She basically declined. Her time is precious, but I did give her the students' papers about her theories to review." That was at least something positive.Mia looked at Sarah worriedly. "Are you sad? What about the school leaders?""It's fine. I tried my best and extended the invitation. That's what matters." Sarah patted her head.She never saw rejection as a bad thing. Besides, she could run a great co
Sarah struggled with multiple shopping bags in her hands, finally out of room to carry any more. “Give me a hand,” she said, looking over at Zachary.Before she knew it, the weight in her hands vanished. Zachary had taken all the bags and was already heading toward the elevator with them. He carried the load effortlessly, as if it weighed nothing.“Mr. Reynolds, let me take some of those!” Sarah protested, reaching to grab a few back.Zachary shifted slightly, evading her attempt. “I’ve got it.”“They’re too much for one person,” she insisted, reaching again.“Just get in the elevator,” Zachary said, cutting off further argument.Sarah stepped inside, but when Zachary tried to enter, the width of the bags got stuck in the doorway. She quickly reached out to adjust them, just as the elevator doors began to close.With a furrowed brow, Zachary moved swiftly, grabbing her shoulder to pull her in with him before the doors could shut. In the tight space, she ended up pressed against
"Alright," Sarah said, walking over immediately.Scarlett tossed her a carefully selected outfit and grumbled, “That scumbag! You’d better never see him again. The nerve to accuse you of cheating during your marriage!”“I feel like I’m finally seeing him for who he really is,” Sarah replied, her gaze hardening.Sure enough, Sarah's hunch was correct. The next day’s news didn’t mention anything about the birthday party. Instead, it only briefly touched on Lucy’s harassment incident, conveniently skipping over the rest.When Sarah arrived at school, she couldn’t find her phone anywhere.Just as she was about to go searching for it, Professor Wells appeared. “Sarah! I can’t believe you really managed to invite Jane Lawrence! Did you meet her already?”“What?” Sarah was baffled. “Professor, I saw her yesterday, but I didn’t get a definite answer!”Professor Wells frowned deeply. “How can that be? I called you this morning, and you told me yourself!”Impossible. Her phone had been m
Sarah had a few suspects in mind. Lucy and Mrs. Chancer hated her the most, and while James seemed unlikely to stoop to such levels, she couldn’t rule him out completely. He had proven capable of shattering her past impressions of him.After the chaos at the party, Lucy had taken the day off and stayed home. Without hesitation, Sarah decided to head to the Chancer house.The maid who opened the door looked startled to see her, likely because Lucy and Mrs. Chancer had been bad-mouthing Sarah nonstop at home.“Miss Sanders, what brings you here?” the maid asked.“I’m here to see James,” Sarah replied directly.“Mr. Chancer isn’t home. Perhaps you can come back another day,” the maid suggested.A soft voice floated out from inside. “Who is it?”Charlotte appeared and froze for a moment when she saw Sarah. Unsure of how to react, she let out an awkward laugh. “Oh, it’s you. What brings you here?”“I don’t have time for small talk,” Sarah said bluntly. “I lost my phone at the party
“You—!” Lucy raised her hand in anger, ready to strike.Sarah took a step back, her tone calm but firm. “I’d think twice if I were you. Last time, I let you off the hook and didn’t call the police. If you dare lay a hand on me now, I’ll settle both old and new scores with you.”Lucy hesitated, her hand hovering mid-air, before finally lowering it. “The Chancer family does not welcome you!”Bang!The door slammed shut in Sarah’s face. She glanced at it briefly before turning to leave.Her next stop was to replace her lost phone. After getting a new SIM card and purchasing a new device, she immediately checked the school forum. The chaos sparked by that phone call was evident. The psychology students, practically fans of Jane Lawrence, were already planning to print banners to welcome her.Sarah tried calling Jane’s assistant again, only to receive the same response: “She doesn’t have time.”Even the academic papers she had submitted to Jane seemed to have vanished into thin air,
"Miss Sanders, this is a serious matter. Perhaps you should try to gather more information first. After all, there are still a few days before the competition," Dean said hesitantly. Although he was the dean of the universityl, the board of directors held the ultimate authority."I understand, Sir,” Sarah replied, her expression heavy with concern. The Chancer family had really pushed her into a corner this time.After leaving the principal’s office, she headed to the psychology consultation room, where Mia was waiting for her."Sarah, I’ve already heard everything. What should we do now?" Mia asked, worry written all over her face.Sarah gave a bitter smile. "The only thing I can do is try contacting Jane Lawrence again."She had included one of her own research papers with the materials she’d submitted to Jane, aligning with Jane’s latest research direction. But what if Jane hadn’t seen it?At 3 p.m., Lucy sat smugly in front of her computer, pleased with the heated discussions
Jane Lawrence gave a helpless smile. "Miss Sanders, I thought I made it very clear—I don’t have the time and won’t be attending the competition."Her assistant stepped in, blocking Sarah. "Miss, Professor Lawrence’s time in the country is limited. All her activities are pre-scheduled, and there’s no way to change her commitments to accommodate your competition.""Did you get a chance to review the files I gave you?" Sarah asked hopefully.Jane hadn’t expected her persistence. She nodded. "Yes, I’ve reviewed them. I must admit, the work from Adams University’s students is impressive. There are some very interesting ideas."Sarah’s eyes lit up, but Jane quickly tempered her expectations. "However, Miss Sanders, those files alone aren’t enough to justify altering my schedule. I returned to the country to participate in a symposium with East Coast’s psychology experts. Every issue we address there could provide crucial solutions for patients struggling with similar mental health challe
It’s fine, Vivian will save her this time. Lucy had only pushed Sarah because of Vivian. Vivian would definitely come through for her!And even if Vivian didn’t, her brother could just get her another psychiatric evaluation. Yes, her brother would save her. He always did.At home, Mrs. Chancer cried and argued with James, pleading for him to help Lucy. “She’s your sister!”James, however, remained stone-faced. “Mom, how many times has this happened? She needs to learn her lesson.”With that, he went into his study and locked the door behind him.This time, James had made up his mind. He wasn’t going to bail Lucy out again. It was time for her to grow up.Inside the study, James began searching through his things. He remembered that Sarah had once left a photo album in here. He suddenly recalled that it was tied to one of the times Sarah had gotten hurt—she had even taken a photo of herself to "commemorate" the incident.After nearly half an hour of rummaging, he finally found a
Mrs. Chancer looked at Scarlett in shock, then at her daughter, who appeared terrified. She quickly stepped in front of Lucy to shield her.“Sarah! She’s your sister-in-law! How could you even think about calling the police? You might not care about the Chancer’s reputation, but I do!”Just then, the door opened. James entered the room, looking annoyed.“What’s going on now?” he asked impatiently.Lindsey’s expression darkened as she turned to him. “James, some brother you are! Your sister pushed your wife into the river, and all you can say is that?”James glanced at Sarah, then at Lucy.“Lucy, what happened?”Lucy’s eyes filled with tears as she protested, “No, James! She’s accusing me unfairly. I didn’t push her! She fell in on her own, and I tried to save her. That’s how I got scratched!”Mrs. Chancer immediately chimed in to support Lucy. “James, I told you from the beginning not to marry her. Look at what’s happening now—she’s teaming up with outsiders to bully Lucy! Lucy
Sarah let out a cold laugh. “Why don’t you ask your daughter what she was up to last night? Did she have any witnesses?”Lucy’s eyes flashed with panic. “What nonsense are you spouting? I… I was at home the night before last!”Mrs. Chancer abruptly turned to her daughter, her face stiffening as if she’d suddenly recalled something.“Of course Lucy was at home. I know that for a fact!”Scarlett observed the subtle glances exchanged between the two, and the truth became clear.“Scarlett, let me handle this.” Sarah’s voice was calm but firm as she pushed the blanket aside and got out of bed. She raised a hand to stop Scarlett, who had moved to support her.Walking right up to Lucy, Sarah abruptly swung her hand.Smack!“You just couldn’t resist pushing me into the river, could you?”The crisp sound of the slap was almost drowned out by Sarah’s furious words. Lucy staggered back, clutching her cheek in disbelief.“You… you hit me?!”Scarlett turned sharply to Sarah. “Sarah, is w
The freezing water wrapped around her like icy claws, an invisible hand seemingly choking her throat.Suffocating. Still suffocating.Why did Lucy want to hurt her when she'd tried so hard to be kind?Why push her into the river right after they'd made plans to go shopping together?Cold water surrounded her as she sank, unable to open her eyes in the murky river.Another splash sounded, and this time strong arms grabbed her. Instinctively, she clutched their wrist, desperately holding onto this lifeline.Before losing consciousness, she felt a sharp pain in her fingers.She woke up in the hospital with Scarlett caring for her."How did you fall in?" Scarlett asked when she awoke. "Did you fight with James? Even then, you shouldn't jump in."No!She remembered clearly - someone had pushed her!Only she and Lucy had been by the river!It wasn't an accident. Lucy had pushed her.Suddenly, she remembered grabbing Lucy's bracelet as she fell. Where was it?"Scarlett, who brou
On the way back, Zachary supported Sarah. "Your birthday's in two days?""Did Mia tell you?""Why didn't you invite me?" Zachary's voice was subdued.Sarah didn't answer, and Zachary didn't push further.Back at the stables, she caught Vivian's eye and walked directly to her. "Let's talk.""Of course." Vivian followed her to a corner without hesitation."Why did you do it?" Sarah demanded.Vivian feigned innocence. "I don't know what you mean."Sarah took a deep breath. "Vivian, you were the only one behind my horse. You used a needle, didn't you?"Sarah's smile was cold, sending a chill through the air.Everyone listened nearby as Vivian smiled thinly. "Horses often get spooked at riding grounds. It's not unusual."Sarah's expression darkened. "So you're denying it?""I have no idea what you're talking about." Vivian looked down at Sarah from horseback, as if regarding an insect.She stroked her riding crop slowly. Zachary tensed, knowing Vivian was angry.Sarah and Vivi
Vivian's hands tightened on the reins as she fixed Charlotte with an icy stare. "Some things are better left unsaid."Charlotte shuddered, not daring to mention Zachary again. She knew she was no match for Vivian.The atmosphere turned cold and tense.Ahead, Sarah clung to the reins in terror as James, Zachary, and Mia raced toward her."Sarah, we're coming!" Mia called out, panic in her voice.Charlotte watched James's retreating figure with fury. Why save that woman? Better if she died.Sarah's horse kept accelerating, heading toward the edge of the grounds where electric fencing and barbed wire formed a barrier.If they hit it, the electricity would frighten the horse even more, making things worse.Zachary analyzed the situation calmly, urging his horse faster.James followed close behind, his face tight with worry. Sarah pulled hard on the reins, trying to stop her horse, but it kept charging forward with wild neighs, heading straight for the wall.Just before impact, Za
"Just riding with Sarah," he said without hesitation.Sarah glanced at Zachary, surprised he'd say that in front of Vivian.Vivian was equally shocked by his blunt response.With Charlotte and Lucy watching, she felt humiliated.She fixed her gaze on Sarah, squinting against the harsh sunlight. "Miss Sanders, have you forgotten our conversation in Saint Nock?”Sarah met her stare unflinchingly, her eyes cold as ice. "Miss Wilson, it seems you lied to me in Saint Nock.”“Oh, what do you mean?,” Vivian barely contained her anger.Sarah glanced between Zachary and Charlotte. "Should we really discuss this here? I don't mind, but wouldn't you find it embarrassing?""Miss Sanders, I bear you no ill will. There's no need for such hostility," Vivian said with a gentle smile.Her sincere expression made Sarah hesitate, as if this was a different person from the one who had threatened her and manipulated Linda.Sarah stroked her horse's head, the animal contentedly shifting its hooves
At the stables, Sarah and Mia headed to the changing rooms to put on their riding attire.Sarah chose a classic navy and white ensemble that flattered her figure, while Mia looked elegant in her custom-designed riding outfit, complete with a matching leather crop.The staff had already prepared their Hanoverian horses - premium mounts reserved for VIP members.The only horses more prestigious were the privately owned ones, like those belonging to Vivian and Zachary."My brother owns a thoroughbred," Mia had mentioned earlier. "They're even more valuable."Their horses stood waiting, their golden coats gleaming in the sunlight. These Hanoverians were worth hundreds of thousands each and required extensive maintenance.Sarah mounted with practiced ease, crop in hand, as Mia climbed onto her own horse.They had barely started down the trail when they spotted a familiar figure.Sarah tensed - Zachary.She shot Mia an accusatory look."I swear I didn't know he'd be here!" Mia prot
Sarah's eyes flashed with irritation. "Did you and James plan this? He just left and here you are."Charlotte smiled faintly, then looked up with cold eyes. "I followed him here. Yesterday I saw all those messages he sent you on his phone. Today I watched him leave work early to bring you desserts."Sarah laughed coldly. "What are you trying to say?"Charlotte's expression hardened. "Stay away from him. Don't ever contact him again. Have some dignity, Sarah. Don't try stealing someone's husband just because you're single now."Sarah nearly threw her water at Charlotte but controlled herself. "That's rich coming from you, Charlotte. If anyone lacks dignity, it's you - coming back from abroad just to steal someone else's husband. I saw it all firsthand."Charlotte's eyes reddened with anger. "How dare you! James never loved you. I'm the only one he's ever loved. You're the one who came between us!"Sarah scoffed. "Just leave. I've already told James not to contact me. If you can't