Sarah While we stood outside the salon, Jane responded to my comment, "My brother has too much on his plate, Sarah. He was scolded by our father yesterday when he visited the mansion." "Huh? Why?" I asked, confused. I had been preoccupied with work alongside Jakob and had no idea about Philip's daily life. "It's because the board members and some supporters of Luminary Productions already know you two have separated. Brother Philip has often brought Megan to various business events and social occasions for the past year. The public seems to think they're in a relationship. Dad wants to make that news official to protect Brother Philip's image with our business associates. Madam Cornell also pushed this to validate Philip and Megan's status." "Few people know you are married to Brother Philip. From the beginning, others assumed Megan was married to the Cornells. Brother Philip has been under immense stress but hasn't shown it. I don't want to add to the problem, Sarah." A thought

Sarah My thoughts were a tangle of confusion as I emerged from the bathing area, freshly changed into new garments. Jane greeted me immediately. “Did you relax?” she asked, her cheeks tinged with a faint blush. I noticed the other salon staff shared her embarrassment; one even cleared her throat nervously before slipping into the bath area for cleaning. They must have heard my moans through the thin walls. “D-did you hear it?” I stammered. Jane nodded, her blush deepening. “And everyone else. But don’t let it bother you. What can they do about it, really? Besides, you and Philip are—” “Ex-spouses!” I interjected. Shocks! It was scandalous! That’s when I truly took in Jane’s transformation. “Wow! You look stunning, Jane!” “Really? Thanks! I can’t believe they managed to do something with my hair. I’m happy!” she said, her spirits visibly lifted. Though her eyes were still red from crying, her whole demeanor had brightened. Her hair was now shorter, accentuating her sophisticated a

Sarah I remembered the day Jakob and I had our conversation through video call, just after I finished arranging my things. It was the day I arrived at Amir's villa from Henderson. The kitchen island where I now stood, nibbling on sliced fruits, was the same spot where our conversation had taken place. Josh came to mind while we discussed my security and other work-related matters. "I'm confused about Josh," I said, thinking I needed to meet him too while staying in Highland Hills. "Josh, who?" Jakob inquired, his fingers halting on the keyboard as he shifted his focus entirely to me. Even at this late hour, he remained dedicated to the BM Technologies office. "Philip's bodyguard. Remember when I asked you to investigate him, and we discovered that his identity records were created only six months ago?" I explained. "Oh, that guy!" Jakob said, finally recalling. "Do you have his photo?" "Why would I have a picture of Josh? And what would you do with it anyway?" "I'll

Sarah "Who is your visitor?" Jakob asked during our video call. To be honest, I was just as stunned as he was. The unexpected visitor left me reeling, especially since I had just seen him embracing Megan in front of Serenity Pines Estate. "Philip and his two guards," I replied. "Hmm... isn't it late? What does he want from you?" "I have the same question." I felt a twinge of curiosity but was keen on avoiding a confrontation with Philip. Just then, my phone rang, and to my surprise, it was him calling me instead. Jakob raised an eyebrow. "I think your husband won't leave you alone. You better face him," he suggested. With an inadvertent thud, I dropped the phone beside the laptop, accidentally pressing the answer button again. "Hmp! Let him be!" I blurted out. "Let Philip think that Jane and I might already be sleeping." "What do you mean? I heard you, woman!" My eyes widened at the faint sound of Philip's voice echoing through the phone. Jakob just shook his head, once again

Sarah I accompanied Philip to Serenity Pines Estate. Philip had rearranged our meeting schedule due to our shared involvement in investigating the tragic fire that had engulfed the witch's residence. As we arrived, I noticed two investigators at the villa engaged in a tense conversation with Megan. Megan's surprise was palpable as her eyes met mine, a flicker of disbelief crossing her features. Clearly, she hadn't anticipated my presence at the villa, and the realization seemed to catch her off guard. "It's you! You're the reason my home burned down!" she immediately yelled at me. ‘Whaaat?! Is she serious? What did I do?’ I responded calmly, "Megan, be careful with your accusations. Remember, I can sue you for defamation. And are you absolutely certain that I'm the one responsible for the fire at your villa?" "Of course! No one else would do that to me but you!" she snapped back. "Megan, don't just accuse Sarah," Philip interjected. The woman's teeth clenched and her fist tigh