All Chapters of Second Chance at Love: From Divorcee to the Billionaire's Bride: Chapter 691 - Chapter 700

At that moment, the technicians were busy assessing the extent of damage to the car. Luke took the coffee I handed him and sipped it. “Once we improve the safety features, we’ll be able to prevent unnecessary accidents.”“The new model we’re launching can avoid obstacles when road conditions are ideal.” However, during rush hour, when traffic is heavy, the obstacle avoidance system wouldn’t be as effective. Luke was fully aware of this, his expression determined.I had no doubt that with his resolve, he’d create a safer vehicle.“Felfast has been running a big trade-in campaign recently to attract their old customers.” After Hanque’s models outperformed Felfast’s, their sales began to decline. In an effort to recover, Felfast launched a series of promotions and started slashing prices. Recently, their sales have begun to pick up again.In an attempt to tarnish Hanque’s reputation, Mr. Thomas spread rumors that Hanque’s electric cars were prone to catching fire after a crash. He

Jethro’s girlfriend’s mother, Aunt Karen, was critically ill, but her daughter was avoiding the situation. As a well-known celebrity, any news about Jethro quickly gained traction, and soon, the comments section was filled with people hurling insults at Penelope.I thought for a moment before calling her.“Jen saw the reports online.”“Did the doctors give Aunt Karen another critical condition notice?”“Her condition has been unstable. Ever since she was admitted, the doctors have issued five or six critical notices. I asked them about it, and saving her at this point is nearly impossible.”Penelope’s voice was full of sadness. “The doctors have suggested we stop treatment.”“But Uncle Paul won’t agree?”“He told the nurses to hide the real situation, saying he doesn’t want the reporters involved. He waited until I got back to Johnsonville before leaking the news to the press to force me to show up. Once I get to the hospital, he’ll put on a sob story and act all remorseful. I c

Uncle Paul had consulted a lawyer and found out that, given my cousin’s situation, he wouldn’t be able to get any compensation. If he kept pushing, he might not even get the $30,000 for funeral expenses. After weighing his options, he accepted the funeral payment and signed an agreement with the local authorities.True to his stingy nature, Uncle Paul left all of Aunt Karen’s and my cousin’s funeral costs to Penelope. She knew his ways too well and didn’t want to argue, so she silently shouldered the burden. I stayed by her side throughout, helping bring both their ashes home for burial.While we were handling the arrangements, the Stewart family—Jacob and his parents—showed up at the funeral. They had traveled nearly a thousand miles from Johnsonville. I was surprised and hurried to greet them. “Mr and Mrs Stewart, how did you find us?”“We were worried about Penelope,” Mrs. Stewart, Emily, said, her face filled with concern. “How is she? This must be so hard for her. Since she and

Uncle Paul is capable of doing just about anything—short of murder and arson!"Mr. and Mrs. Stewart…" Penelope hesitated. The hardest thing in the world to predict is people's true intentions. She hadn’t spent much time with Jacob’s parents, so she couldn’t vouch for them completely. Her lips trembled slightly. "I’m afraid.""It’s good that you’re scared!" I had already called a car. After we loaded our luggage into the trunk, we sped off toward the airport.Even as we boarded the plane, Penelope still worried about the Stewarts. She sent them a message, telling them to contact her if they needed anything.As soon as the plane landed and we collected our luggage, Penelope immediately checked her phone for any messages or missed calls from the Stewarts.Seeing how anxious she was, I reminded her, "Penelope, promise me—no matter what happens, you won’t go back home alone.""I won’t risk my safety, and I won’t make you worry about me all the time, either." Penelope put her phone awa

I was stunned—he was teasing me on purpose!The car pulled up in front of my house, and just as I was about to get out, Luke’s deep, magnetic voice came again, “You’re smarter than they are. Your only weakness is that you lack their experience.”“Thanks for the not-so-genuine compliment, Mr. Walker!” His words instantly lifted my mood. I couldn’t help but smile as I took my suitcase from Peter.Luke watched me as I walked to my door, and just before I closed it, he said, “Doggo’s been missing you these past few days.”“I’ll pick him up later.”Doggo was staying with Luke. The thought of seeing Luke again later made me smile even brighter as I walked away.As I took a few steps, Luke’s voice echoed in my mind: "Doggo’s been missing you..."And what about him? Did he miss me too?—A week later, my peaceful life was disrupted again. Uncle Paul was dead.He died from, of all things, an overly energetic session in bed with his girlfriend.When Penelope called to tell me, I c