All Chapters of Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect: Chapter 1401 - Chapter 1410

The warden’s attitude was completely different from before. He looked almost respectful as he escorted Vivian in.“She’s here,” he said.Before Vivian could see who was inside, a soft voice spoke from the other side of the room.“Thank you. You can go.”The warden left immediately and even closed the door behind him.Only then did Vivian get a clear look.A woman sat on the bench, strikingly beautiful in a way that didn’t feel real. Polished, expensive, and composed.Vivian, meanwhile, was secured in a special visitor’s chair, wrists cuffed to the metal.She frowned. “Who are you?”The woman stood and walked over, smiling. She lifted a hand and lightly brushed Vivian’s cheek, almost affectionate.“You’re so pretty.”Normally, a compliment like that would have landed. But Vivian only stiffened and leaned away. “Who are you?”The woman’s smile didn’t change. “My name is Mindy Hicks.”Vivian repeated the name in her head.Mindy Hicks.A legendary actress.She had to be in

“You really want to watch Sarah Sanders walk free forever?”After a long, heavy pause, Vivian finally made her choice.“I’ll sign.”She closed her eyes. The doctor’s words replayed over and over in her head, mixing with the pictures her mind kept inventing. Her grandfather. That day. Sarah.Her hand shook as she picked up the pen, uncapped it, and signed her name on the documents.Mindy watched with quiet satisfaction and gave the lawyer a small look.The moment Vivian finished, the lawyer collected the papers and slid them back into his briefcase.Mindy put on a concerned expression and clasped Vivian’s hand. “Don’t worry. Whatever happens, I’ll let you know.”Her voice stayed soft, almost kind. “And I know prison can be… complicated. There are people here who’ve been ‘placed.’ So don’t worry. I’ll make sure you live a little more comfortably.”Vivian left the visitation room with a heavy face.The prison was the same as always. Cheap, worn-down buildings. Ordinary landscapi

At a Chancer Group corporate gala.Lucy Chancer, dressed in a dangerously seductive sheer gown, glided toward the dashing man with practiced elegance. To ensure her plan succeeded tonight, she had specifically chosen a dark nail polish—perfect for concealing the fine powder hidden beneath her tips.The contact she’d used to get the substance was a strange one, but they had been efficient. No messy questions, no disgusting strings attached. And according to them, this hit was potent—guaranteed to strip away any semblance of self-control once it took hold."Nick," Lucy purred as she approached him. She caught the attention of a passing waiter and picked up two flutes of champagne, naturally handing one to him.Nick took the glass and raised it in a polite toast. "Lucy, you’ve truly reached a new peak of beauty tonight."Lucy feigned a shy smile, partially hiding her face as she took a sip. In reality, she barely let the liquid touch her lips, her eyes surreptitiously tracking Nick’s

She froze, reaching out instinctively to hold Nick. She needed that contact—needed to believe, even now, that he loved her.But Nick shoved her away again, his voice dropping into a dangerously calm, cryptic tone."The bait’s been out for so long. You finally bit."The words hit Lucy like a thunderclap. She scrambled to make sense of them, her mind racing through a dozen different scenarios, but none of them offered a logical escape."What does that mean, Nick?" she asked, her voice trembling as she sat paralyzed on the bed. "I... I don't understand.""You know exactly what it means, Lucy," Nick said, his voice as cold as a grave. "Everything we did was for this moment. To reel you in."Lucy’s confusion turned to dread. "'We'? Who else is there?"Nick gave a thin, shark-like smile. "Come on out."The hidden door to the suite’s inner room clicked open. A woman stepped out slowly, a high-end camera gripped in her hands.Lucy’s eyes nearly bulged out of her head. "Charlotte! What

"Go ahead," Sarah said."The day you showed up at the Wilson estate, did you already know about the plan?" Olivia asked.Sarah didn't even have to think. "No. I thought the old man was going to offer me the secret I’ve been hunting for in exchange for getting Vivian out of prison."Olivia’s expression turned somber. "I see. Well, Sarah, I know exactly what you want to ask me. Regarding your father’s death... I honestly don't know the details. But you're right to suspect 'them.' How could they ever let someone who knows the truth stay alive?""That’s not the only thing I wanted to ask," Sarah pressed. "Who are 'they' exactly?"Olivia cast an uneasy glance toward the security camera in the corner, her eyes blinking rapidly twice. "No matter what you ask me, I only have one answer: I know nothing. Don’t waste your breath."She was facing Sarah directly; the camera could only capture Olivia’s back, leaving her face and expressions hidden from its lens.Sarah’s gaze sharpened. She fo