Semua Bab Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect: Bab 1461 - Bab 1470

After changing, Quincy stepped into the car in her heels, her smile impossible to hide. In a bright, excited voice, she said, “Take me to the mall first, then to the Sanders estate.”The car quickly pulled away from the Sanders residence.At the same time, Mrs. Sanders kept making calls.“Sarah, it’s me.”Sarah had not expected Mrs. Sanders to call her on her own. Along with surprise came a trace of confusion.“Mrs. Sanders, is something wrong?”She did not want to take the call, but she had no choice.If she wanted to learn the truth about Shawn Sanders, she had to stay close enough to Fiona.Mrs. Sanders gave a small smile, her tone gentler than usual.“It’s like this. We’re having a family dinner at the old house tonight. I had the staff make some of your favorite dishes, and some of Melvin’s too. You both need to come back for dinner.”Sarah held the phone for a moment, thinking it over.It really had been a long time since she and Melvin had gone back.“All right,” she

Mrs. Sanders led Quincy toward the dining room, glaring at her “hopeless” son as they walked. “If family is eating together, then how is this not a family dinner?”Quincy was guided into the seat beside Melvin, while Sarah sat across from him.The two exchanged a look, both thinking this dinner was probably a trap.But since they were already here, they might as well stay and see what kind of “main course” this trap had in store.Sure enough, not long after dinner began, Mrs. Sanders steered the conversation toward Melvin.“The thing your father and I want most is to see you settle down as soon as possible. Your father’s health is still poor, and he’s still in the hospital. If your marriage could be settled sooner, I’m sure his recovery would go much faster.”Quincy glanced up at Melvin’s expression, then lowered her head and quietly stared at the food in her bowl.“Mom, why are you bringing this up again? It’s not like this kind of thing depends on me alone. When the right pers

For something this reckless and baseless, she had actually drugged the food. She did not care who got hurt, and she did not care if she humiliated the entire Sanders family in the process.“So this was your plan all along?” Melvin’s face was pale from the drug, but his expression had turned ice-cold. “You wanted to force me into sleeping with Quincy so you could pressure me into marrying her. Is that it?”He looked at Mrs. Sanders as if she were not his mother at all, but a stranger he had never met.“Melvin was never supposed to be your bargaining chip,” Sarah said, unable to stay silent any longer. “If you like the Sachs family that much, that still does not give you the right to sacrifice his whole marriage for it. This is unbelievably selfish.”Melvin let out a cold laugh, the anger inside him close to snapping. “So that was the real reason you called me back. Just to force me to marry Quincy.”“I just want you to settle down,” Mrs. Sanders said quickly. “Your father is still

But inside, she could not stop blaming Sarah and Zachary. If the two of them had not stepped in and ruined everything, the marriage alliance might already have been settled by now.Instead of standing here worrying in a hospital room, they should have been preparing Melvin and Quincy’s engagement.Shawn did not think this was something that would blow over so easily. His frown stayed fixed in place.“But now Sarah has something on us for no reason,” he said. “How do you know she will not use this against us someday?”Mrs. Sanders had thought about that too. But Sarah and Melvin were close. And if the Sach family ever found out what had happened, Melvin would not come out of it untouched either.So in her mind, Sarah would never expose it, if only for Melvin’s sake.“And whose fault is that?” Mrs. Sanders shot back. “You are the one pretending to be unconscious, leaving me to handle everything alone. And now you are blaming me for not doing it right.” Her voice shook with anger. “

But now, she waited for the detective’s report with cold determination.The last time, she had let Fiona go out of a moment of weakness.This time, she would not.The next day.Sarah arrived right on time at the place she and Zachary had agreed to meet.To make it easier to train her in hand-to-hand combat, Zachary had moved fast. He had already bought the villa next door and converted the entire first floor into a private training gym, with a lounge upstairs on the second floor.“Again,” Sarah gasped.She had lost count of how many times she had already hit the floor. Her clothes were soaked through with sweat, and damp strands of hair clung to her forehead.She struggled back to her feet and reset her stance, following everything Zachary had taught her. Stay calm. Do not rush. Wait for an opening. Find the opponent’s weak spot, then strike.But every time, Zachary managed to turn defense into offense and dissolve every move she made.Sarah decided to change tactics.Breath