All Chapters of Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Mia clenched her fists, her voice trembling, “It's Sarah...""Yes, it's Sarah. She reaches out to you, and you climb into the boat. The boat drifts on the sea, the wind carrying you far away. Can you remember why you're on the water?""I... I'm looking for someone.""Good. You found them - they're beside you now. There are two people with you: Sarah and the person you're looking for."Mia's brows furrowed. "No, there's only one person."Sarah paused but quickly adjusted, "Alright, you haven't found that person. Your boat continues drifting. You notice many boats appearing, all moving toward your small boat. What do you think they want?""To kill!" Mia's voice turned shrill. "They want to kill people!""Now you smell something fragrant coming from one of the boats. As they get closer, you realize they mean no harm. Instead, they kindly share their caught fish with you."Mia's fists loosened slightly. "Yes, I see it.""Sarah disappears. You're alone in the boat now. What do you

Charlotte's face fell as she rushed to support James. "What are you doing?"What humiliation - her fiancé knocking on another woman's door right in front of her."Not leaving." James reeked of alcohol, his face flushed, stubbornly refusing to move."This is Miss Sanders’s home. Please come to your senses," Charlotte's voice grew heavy.But being a woman, she struggled with James's height and weight as he clung to Sarah's door.Soon Charlotte's arms gave out from exhaustion, and James crashed to the floor, still unconscious, muttering, "Sarah, open the door! Open up!""James! Look at me - do you know who I am?" Charlotte's voice rose as she stared at him coldly.Clearly, there was no reasoning with a drunk man.James ignored her completely, just banging on the door and calling Sarah's name.Charlotte remembered similar scenes from their past - how many times had James called her name in drunken desperation? He used to call out for her during those sleepless nights.She stared

As Lucy left, a smirk played across her face - she'd heard everything.After classes ended, Zachary came to pick up Mia, and Sarah joined them for the ride home.Since his birthday gala, they'd grown closer. Though neither had put their feelings into words, the spark between them was undeniable.Especially with Mia playing cupid at every opportunity."Sarah, my brother keeps calling just to ask about you. When I ask why he doesn't call you himself, he clams up. He's just too shy!" Mia teased."That's ridiculous," Zachary feigned annoyance."No, it's not!" Mia leaned forward from the backseat, whispering loudly in Zachary's ear. "Want to know Sarah's secret?"Sarah looked puzzled - what secret could she possibly have?“Tell me,” Zachary said with a hint of amusement.Mia wiggled her eyebrows. "When I visited Sarah's office today, she was writing something - your name, over and over again!"Sarah's eyes widened as she reached back to cover Mia's mouth, her cheeks burning. "Stop

"Do you really not understand what I'm talking about? Let me ask more plainly, did you write this paper yourself?" Sarah stared directly at Grace, watching for her reaction.But Grace avoided her gaze, turning away pretending to get water. "Of course I wrote it. It took me over a month."Sarah pressed on, "I wrote this paper in two weeks. Now it appears under your name. I submitted it to the Psychology Journal a few days ago - before the review was even complete, I saw the university announcement. Your paper is identical to mine, even the title is the same. More interestingly, even the references and footnotes are unchanged, and the research direction was developed through discussions with Jane. Don't you think I deserve an explanation?"Grace held her water cup, looking at Sarah arrogantly. “Miss Sanders, even if you're the university's favorite, even if you reported the psychology competition and brought in Jane Lawrence. But let me be clear - I published this, and I wrote it. Now

"Being first to publish doesn't make you right. Professor Harrison, I have all the evidence and drafts, including chat records with every expert who scored. If you keep denying it, I'll have to take legal action. Then it won't just be these administrators who know - I'll pursue legal charges and make it public."Dean Larson and the other administrators understood the situation clearly. They weren't fools; they'd all written papers themselves.Dean Larson gave Grace a cold look. "Professor Harrison stole someone else's paper. The university will contact the journal for a retraction.""Dean! The paper's already published. How can you do this? This will damage the university's reputation!"Professor Wells spoke up first, “Grace Harrison! Do you really think the Dean would act unethically just to protect the university’s reputation?"He glanced at Dean Larson, speaking preemptively. He wasn't worried, but he was cautious. To the Dean, perhaps truth wasn't the highest priority.The De