All Chapters of Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect: Chapter 1341 - Chapter 1350

Sarah cast a long, searching look at Lucas before turning her gaze toward Mindy.Mindy was white-knuckling her microphone, her mind clearly racing to find an exit strategy. "I... I didn't..." she stammered. The poise she’d displayed during the first two questions had evaporated, replaced by a twitchy, visible guilt that everyone in the room could sense.Before she could dig a deeper hole, her manager stormed onto the stage, shoving the host aside with zero ceremony."That’s enough!" the manager barked, snatching the mic right out of Mindy’s hand. He stepped in front of her like a human shield. "These allegations are pure fiction. I’ve just confirmed with the organizers that this 'gentleman' went rogue with his questions. We have no idea what kind of conspiracy is behind this, but let’s be real—Mindy’s arrival on the East Coast is a threat to certain people’s interests. Clearly, they’ve become desperate enough to play dirty."Without waiting for a rebuttal, the manager hauled Mindy

"I understand,” she whispered.But the hollow weight of those words followed her all the way home.The moment Sarah stepped through the front door, she pulled out her phone. As expected, every social media platform was in a total meltdown. The headlines were plastered with Mindy’s face and the "scandalous" abortion revelation. Half the internet was jumping to her defense, while the other half was gleefully digging up every piece of dirt they could find to bury her career once and for all.Sarah was still scrolling when Melvin walked in. He looked weary, a shadow hanging over him that had become all too common lately. Every time he looked at Sarah, he was reminded of the secrets their parents harbored. Though Uncle Shane claimed to be blissfully unaware of his wife’s schemes, Melvin wasn't buying it anymore.He had spent the last few days scouring the company’s records from the past two years. Beneath the surface of his father’s "peaceful retirement," Melvin had found a different st

The hospital gardens were filled with common, uninspired blooms, but the lush greenery provided a much-needed sanctuary from the sterile white walls.Steven pushed Scarlett’s wheelchair to the center of the garden, where the sunlight hit the grass in golden pools. He spotted a fallen blossom on the path, picked it up, and gently tucked it behind her ear.He took a few steps back, his eyes softening as he looked at her. Despite the hospital gown and the pallor of her skin, she was breathtaking. "Scarlett," he whispered, his voice thick with a sudden, raw sincerity. "You’re so beautiful."Hearing those words, Scarlett didn't smile. Instead, her eyes welled up, and she began to sob—a quiet, heartbreaking sound that tore through the peaceful afternoon. In a room high above, Scarlett’s father drifted awake to an empty suite. His assistant was likely back at the office, executing his latest round of orders.He glanced at the bedside table and saw a thermal carafe. A small sticky note w

Lucas bent down to gather the scattered files from the floor, about to hand them back to Sarah.“You don’t need to,” she said, waving him off. Her trembling finger pointed at the photo in her hand. “It’s him.”The fear from years ago rushed back in an instant. Her voice shook. “It’s him. I recognize him.”Lucas did not understand why Sarah would know the scarred man Mia had described, but seeing her reaction, he chose not to ask. Some questions were better left unspoken.Zachary, however, did not look surprised. He reached out and gripped one corner of the page.But Sarah was holding it so tightly that it would not budge. Only when Zachary softly called her name did she snap out of it.“Huh? What is it?”Zachary gently took the file from her and studied it. “He’s been in prison six times. All for assault and violent conduct. But after being released a few years ago, he hasn’t been back.”Sarah nodded, then asked the question that mattered most. “Can we find him?”“Yes. As long

Anthony immediately understood. “No, no. I just didn’t expect it to happen this fast.”He had not fully prepared himself, but the car was already pulling up in front of the prison.He glanced at Steven in the back seat, clenched his jaw, and stepped inside.Steven leaned against the car door and lit a cigarette. Smoke curled upward toward the afternoon sun.After a long while, Anthony finally walked out of the prison. The moment he saw Steven, he let out a relieved smile.Steven instantly understood. Vivian had given him the information.“Get in.”He opened the passenger door and gestured for Anthony to sit in the front.Steven got into the driver’s seat and waited until Anthony buckled up.“The address.” Anthony handed over a folded piece of paper.Steven unfolded it casually, glanced at the handwritten location, then tucked it away.“What excuse did you use?” he asked lightly, as if making small talk.Anthony straightened his back. “I told her Old Mr. Wilson found a way t