Sarah was stunned at her mother’s words. Chills ran down her spine, and her hair stood up on end. Having thought about it, it did seem cruel to make Zoey end her child's life.She looked at her gaunt mother, who was now in a state of desperation. If it hadn’t been for Zoey, her father wouldn’t have gone to jail. Laurence wouldn't have stood idly by and watched her family's company plunge into trouble, let alone allow others to encroach on the Jenners' construction company.All this had always been because of Zoey's existence.Sarah remembered how indifferent Laurence had been and the assertive way he had told her he no longer loved her. She recounted the times others had thrown her horrified looks, and it only fueled her hatred even more. Her jealousy and hunger for vengeance were more intense than the average person's."Is this really going to work, Mom?""Why wouldn't it?" Jasmine replied confidently. Had it not been for the few months between her own due date and Janet's, she w
Zoey went for her hospital appointment. It appeared there was a slip-up at the Southgrove hospital as the test conducted by the private hospital in Northwell came up negative. There were no fetal deformities or other abnormalities. Zoey was caught in a whirlwind of emotions, and it was exhausting. Wanting to be sure, she asked again, "Are you absolutely certain my scan showed no abnormalities? Maybe you read the scan wrong?" The level of care at private hospitals was generally higher. The nurse gave Zoey a strange look and insisted, "We wouldn't miss such an important detail from the scan." It was as if Zoey had asked an absurd question. Zoey nodded her head in a daze. The nurse had a point. Since both hospitals had given her the wrong diagnosis, there was surely foul play at hand. She was right to feel uneasy when she had run into Sarah at the hospital in Southgrove the other day. Sarah had no reason to visit an OB/GYN if she was not pregnant. Snapping out of her thoughts, Zo
Sarah still saw Zoey as the same gullible high-schooler and defenseless rival she could manipulate. However, times had changed, and Zoey was no longer the person she once was. Tolerance was not Zoey's only option. In the past, she did not want Laurence to perceive her as a self-serving opportunist, as the last thing she wanted was for him to dress her down in disdain. She was no longer concerned about that. His skeptical eyes could do no damage to her even if he did not believe her. "Alright. Let's see if he saves you." Zoey then terminated the call. She did not put all her hopes on the police. Zoey hired a private investigator to follow the money. While the doctor's bank account showed no abnormal activities, his wife had received a considerable sum in hers recently. The source of the money could not be traced, but it was used to treat his wife's cancer. Zoey handed the bank statements of the doctor's wife to the police, but the papers lacked the weight of solid evidence. Besi
Zoey's slaps did not just leave a mark on Sarah's face, but they left the others on the scene stunned. The blows came without warning and with full force. While Laurence's unknown ex-wife was associated with scandals, no one had seen her violent side. Zoey didn't give a shit about assaulting Sarah in public. Both Sarah's cheeks were swollen. Sarah shook with rage at being humiliated in public. The physical pain was only secondary to her sense of pride, which had been shattered. Overwhelmed with self-righteousness, someone came forth and spat at Zoey, "You might be pregnant, but that is no reason for you to act violently." The art gallery was filled with Sarah's sycophants, many of whom were only interested in her for what they could get, hence why someone spoke up for Sarah. Zoey gleefully looked at the person who spoke. "Those were her thank-you gift to me." She then turned to Sarah. "Weren't they?" With a hand over her face, Sarah lowered her head, hiding her swollen cheeks b
Zoey hadn’t brought up the whole shebang so that Laurence would fight for her.She smiled, looked at Laurence with an emotionless expression, and calmly said the most hurtful thing she could, "It’s no surprise you were both lovers once. Why are you both hellbent on harming the kid of another?" The question was curt and flat. Laurence was speechless, feeling his breath catch in his throat. It felt like he had swallowed a razor blade, his throat cut and lungs filled with blood. He could only offer apologies for all that happened. He pursed his lips. "Don't let the anger get to you. Your health is already suffering." The last thing Zoey needed was his pretentious concern, but she still had Laurence's ruthlessness to thank since she could witness Sarah looking upset. "What do you think? Should I have hit her?" she inquired. Laurence had no answer.Zoey found it meaningless, and Sarah had a point. Laurence would always take Sarah's side when it mattered. He was her get-out-of-jai
Such an indifferent remark was spoken in a lighthearted tone. As she always ended up hurting herself, Zoey had never brought up the details of the incident, even though she’d told herself to let go. If Sarah hadn't gotten in her face and flashed her invincible get-out-of-jail-free card around, Zoey wouldn't have been so tempted to tear her deceitful mask apart. Even though her words carried no weight with Laurence, she had to voice everything. Laurence grabbed her tightly by the arm like a hunter latching onto his prey, sucking the life out of it. "Are you interested to know? I can tell you the story, or…" Maybe there was more to it than he knew. The woman impatiently interrupted Laurence before he had the chance to finish his sentence. She was eager to shake him off. Alas, she did not have the strength to overpower him. Zoey said dismissively, "No need for that. The story is nothing more than Sarah taking a few lashes and blows for you." Her speech was cut short by the sudden
The question pierced the air like a bolt out of the blue. Color drained from Sarah's complexion. It had been years since Laurence had broached the subject. He must have really liked "her" back then because his eyes would twinkle with joy whenever he talked to her. Since he probably never thought he would be fooled by an imposter, Laurence never doubted Sarah. He used to be the one who spoke about the incident, but now he was questioning her instead. Sarah had a vague memory of the kidnapper's appearance as all she had seen was a photo on the news. While she could answer the question, she would probably struggle with further questioning. "He looked mean and had a scar on his face. I think he was in his thirties,” she muttered. She tried her best to keep her head as she described the man from the news article she had seen. She was careful with her description, ensuring she left no room for Laurence to doubt her. She guessed what Zoey had said to Laurence earlier. The audacity…
Although the kidnapping had happened many years ago, the scene was still vivid in Laurence's memory.The world behind that dark cloth was dark and grim. Everything was shrouded in darkness, and he couldn't see a thing. Even the simple act of reaching out to touch her face and tracing the contours of her features with his fingertips seemed like an impossible task. He never once harbored any doubt that the person before him was Sarah. Laurence thought it was utterly absurd.His phone vibrated, snapping him back to his senses. Expressionless, he answered the call.The driver spoke respectfully, "Mr. Scott, Miss Jenner has arrived home."Laurence responded with a hum. After hanging up, he leisurely headed to the office.Meanwhile, the atmosphere in the company seemed less tense than before. The president managed to stabilize his emotions and accepted the fact that his ex-wife was getting remarried. When it came to work, he wasn't as strict as before.After finishing his tasks in the