All Chapters of Second Chance at Love: From Divorcee to the Billionaire's Bride: Chapter 701 - Chapter 710

Aunt Karen and my cousin had already been cremated, so even if the police wanted to investigate, there wouldn’t be much to go on. The only chance now was with Uncle Paul’s body—it couldn’t be cremated yet!I quickly called the local police, but knowing they’d take time to respond, I figured it would be faster to contact the village officials. I dialed Penelope to ask for their contact info.I didn’t mention my suspicions about the Stewarts. Without any real evidence to suggest they were involved, I made up an excuse. “No matter what, he’s still my uncle. I need to arrange a wreath or something for the funeral.”“I’ll send you my neighbour’s contact details,” Penelope replied, her voice low and lifeless, like all the energy had been drained from her.Earlier, some reporters had reached out to Director Johnson, asking him to confirm whether the guests had their phones taken away during filming, just as Penelope claimed. He gave vague, evasive answers. But Jethro had already made it c

"You'll be putting yourself in danger by getting involved," Luke said. He and Wendy were both capable of handling things, while I felt like a bystander. I didn’t want to be a sheltered flower, always needing protection. My voice was firm. "I’ll be careful. I won’t put myself in harm's way.""No matter what happens, always put your safety first," Luke reminded me. "Don’t act impulsively. If anything dangerous comes up, contact me immediately.""Anything else?" I asked, trying to appear serious and attentive.Luke’s usually stern face softened a bit. "Yes, there’s more.""Why do you have so many demands?" I said, half-joking, half-flirty. The teasing tone in my voice made me cringe internally, wanting to disappear.I blushed and was just about to make an excuse to leave when Luke asked, "Have you been in touch with Henry?""Not yet." Henry, that unreliable guy, had promised to arrange a meeting soon, but now he wasn’t answering calls or responding to emails. "He met with Mr.

“What are you trying to say?” The manager’s eyes were filled with suspicion.I kept my gaze forward, trying to relax. “I’m just stating the facts. What are *you* thinking?”My question made his face darken even more. “Pull over, please.”I did as he asked, pulling over to the side of the road.The manager opened the car door, but before stepping out, he turned back to me. “There’s a rumor online that you only became Mr. Walker’s assistant because of connections.”I’d heard enough gossip and rumors by now to be unfazed. I smiled without responding.“But those rumors are nonsense. No one could be a fool and still work for someone like Mr. Walker.”Wait, was he complimenting me? I almost couldn’t stop myself from beaming. Hold it together, don’t get cocky!Before my expression completely cracked, I quickly composed myself.His face grew serious again. “Since you seem to know everything already, I won’t hide it from you. That woman really is Jethro’s ex-girlfriend. After they brok

The doctors and nurses from the emergency room came in and out a few times, each time Jethro tried to stop them, asking about the patient’s condition. The situation was urgent, and they didn’t have time to explain much, only telling him to contact her family before rushing off again.The time for Eric to arrive was drawing near, but he still hadn’t shown up. I glanced at my watch.“Stop checking. I’m here right on time,” came Eric’s voice.I froze for a moment.“If it weren’t for the 20% increase in my research funding, I wouldn’t have bothered to come,” he added as he reached the emergency room. His assistant quickly handed him a white coat.Jethro saw me and seemed a little surprised, but then his gaze shifted to Eric.The person in the emergency room was clearly someone very important to him. His face was pale, and he looked anxious and fragile. Worried he might misunderstand, I introduced them, “This is Dr. Eric Thomson, an overseas-trained physician with exceptional skills.

"Life can't just revolve around emotions! Let's not even talk long-term—right now, Miss Nelson needs money for her treatment. Without financial support, she won't get the proper care she needs. She's still so young, and facing a lifetime of pain would be unbearable!" “You should be saying that to him,” I said, glancing at Jethro. Jethro was the company’s golden goose. If I were to announce Sara Nelson’s identity to the press, it would cause massive repercussions for his agency. His assistant, just an ordinary employee, would be the first one to suffer if the company got into trouble. He was already pale with fear, sweat forming on his forehead, and he hurriedly tried to convince Jethro. “Jethro, if not for yourself, think about Sara. If you lose all your money paying for breach of contract penalties, how will you cover her medical bills?”“Let’s go home,” Jethro said, after a moment of hesitation. He cast one last, reluctant glance at the ICU, torn inside but finally got up. His f