All Chapters of Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect: Chapter 1411 - Chapter 1420

"Miss Sanders, the deed is done. What use is there in digging up the past?" Olivia’s expression soured. She couldn't believe Sarah was ignoring her subtle hints."Olivia, you’re content being a pawn," Sarah said, her voice steady. "You only live because they allow it, and you'll die the moment they command it. Is that really the life you want?"The more Sarah spoke, the more Olivia struggled to maintain her composure. She wanted to scream the truth, but the "eye" in the corner of the room was a constant, silent threat. She knew that speaking out meant a death sentence.But Sarah pressed on. "Olivia, just because I don't know the specifics doesn't mean you don't. Do the people who work for them ever get a happy ending? Or are they simply discarded once their usefulness runs out?"Olivia’s hands clenched together tightly. She understood exactly what Sarah was getting at. It was true—of the people she knew who had worked alongside her, very few were still breathing. Even lately, she h

The look in Sarah’s eyes—like a vengeful spirit crawling out of the depths of hell—was utterly terrifying."Shut up! You’re insane!" Vivian shrieked.Sarah suddenly let her tension drain away, leaning back against the chair. Her voice dropped to a low, chilling calm. "Who told you I killed your grandfather?"Vivian's bloodshot eyes bulged. "How dare you even bring that up!""Answer me!" Sarah surged upward, slamming her hand onto the table with a violent crack.Vivian tried to look away, but under the sheer weight of that crushing pressure, she was forced to lock eyes with her. She couldn't fathom how Sarah—who usually acted so indifferent—could project such a suffocating, lethal aura."Everyone knows!" Vivian finally choked out. "Almost everyone knew before I did!""And you believed them?" Sarah asked."I..." Vivian looked up at her. "Why wouldn't I? You expect me to trust you over them?""What exactly did they tell you?" Sarah pressed again."They said my grandfather went t

"Lucas isn't a bad guy. I can tell he genuinely loves Mia and wants to take care of her," Sarah said, raising a small, playful fist. "If he ever dares to treat her badly, remember to call me. We'll take him down together."A genuine smile flickered in Zachary’s eyes. "Sasa, you can leave everything to me."Sarah gave a casual wave. "I know."She tossed her empty cola bottle into the trash and climbed back into her car. "If you want to say something cheesy, you'll have to catch me first!" With a bright, radiant laugh, she floored it, her car surging away once more.Zachary’s heart skipped a beat. Mimicking her, he threw his own bottle into the bin and sped off after her.---PrisonThe moment Vivian returned to her cell, she was brutally beaten. She suspected someone had been monitoring her during the visit; every word she had shared with Sarah was already known.She was hurled onto the hard, stone floor of the cell. The bone-chilling cold made her shudder violently. Through swo

Scarlett studied him, confused. “Why do you look so nervous?”“I… Your father probably doesn’t want to see me,” Steven said hesitantly. “When we get there, I’ll drop you at the door. You can go in after I leave.”To his surprise, Scarlett shook her head. “No. You’re walking in with me.”Her voice was calm, but unwavering. “You’re my boyfriend.”A rush of happiness hit Steven so hard he almost forgot how to breathe. Seeing how firm her gaze was, the tension in his shoulders finally loosened.“Okay,” he said softly. “Whatever you want.”When they arrived at the Larson house, Steven carried her bag and followed half a step behind her.They hadn’t even knocked yet when the door opened.Mr. Larson stood there, looking straight at his daughter. “You’re back?”He’d actually planned to pick her up from the hospital himself, but Scarlett had refused.Scarlett nodded and stepped inside. “Yeah. Steven brought me home.”Steven came into view at the doorway. “Hi, Mr. Larson.”He was hol

Cool blue light washed over Steven’s sharp features, making his skin look almost cold.His fingers flew across the keyboard. Lines of scrambled code began to cascade down the screen.He’d broken through the first layer of security, but he didn’t relax. If anything, his nerves tightened.It had taken him forever to track down the right cracking program for the flash drive. Now that he finally had it in hand, time felt like a blade hanging over his head, ready to drop.The truth they needed was inside that drive. He’d expected it to take work.He hadn’t expected nine separate layers of protection.The first few were tricky but manageable. He got through them.By the fifth layer, his pace slowed. Sweat beaded at his hairline.Blue code blinked in pulses on the screen as he built a new payload, trying to brute-force a breach.The second his virus hit the firewall, alarms erupted. Yellow warning symbols flooded the screen.Steven refused to back off. He pushed the attack again.T