Semua Bab Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect: Bab 801 - Bab 810

On the hotel balcony, Sarah stood at the windy spot holding a glass of juice. The heating in the main hall was turned up too high, and she was already feeling suffocated.Before she could relax for long, a man approached her.Leon naturally clinked glasses with Sarah. "Why is Miss Sanders daydreaming all alone?""Isn't Mr. Spencer going to keep Miss Wilson company?" Sarah just held her glass without drinking.Leon's eyes flickered as he stared at Sarah, making her skin crawl. "Miss Wilson seems to be talking with Mr. Reynolds. Don't you think they make a good match?"A good match?Sarah looked at him strangely. This didn't sound like something Leon should be saying."I thought Mr. Spencer liked Miss Wilson," she said with a smile.Leon shook his head. "There are many kinds of liking. I admire Miss Wilson's determination, but it has nothing to do with romantic feelings. However, I think I've now found that kind of liking—love at first sight."His gaze was burning, as if he want

Vivian's eyes were full of disappointment. "He seems to have seen through it. I suppose I underestimated him.""It's not that you underestimated him, but that you underestimated how the Wilson family's determination appears to outsiders. Didn't you say that Sarah and Zachary were at odds?" But just now, the two of them had clearly appeared loving in front of him, with no sign of conflict whatsoever.Vivian's eyes were full of scrutiny. "You seem to have interest for Sarah? Could it be that you...?" Leon neither confirmed nor denied it. He just looked at Vivian coldly. "That's not your concern. Why did you call me here?""Tonight Zachary will receive a big gift. I want you to publicly announce your investment in Harbour Crescent Resort later," Vivian said with a smile in her eyes.The host asked everyone to take their seats for dinner. At the round tables of eight, the tables were already filled with various delicacies—all signature dishes from St. Ritz.Zachary and Sarah sat toget

"I forgive you," Sarah said with a cold smile.Everyone who heard this was stunned—no one had expected Sarah to respond like that.Zachary almost burst out laughing and quickly took a sip of wine.Vivian's eyes were practically shooting fire as she gripped the microphone tightly, not knowing what to say next.At that moment, Leon naturally took the microphone from her. "Miss Sanders."Vivian glanced at him sideways. What was he planning to do?James couldn't sit still, and Charlotte was getting nervous too.Looking through the crowd at Sarah, Leon’s eyes were full of smiles. "May I court you?"Thunder exploded in Zachary's mind. His face, which had been looking at Sarah with amusement, suddenly changed as he turned toward Leon.All he could think about was what Leon had just said: "May I court you?"His eyes reflected the coldest light, making people's hearts panic.Leon didn't think so. He didn't even look at Zachary's expression—his eyes only held Sarah's exquisite face. T

He lay beside her still, playing with her hair as he murmured, "But I do love seeing you so... spirited."Feeling the heat radiating from his body, Vivian's muscles tensed. She bit down hard to suppress both her overwhelming disgust and the "get out" that threatened to escape her lips.The crescent moon climbed higher as drifting clouds occasionally obscured its bright glow.The servants, accustomed to Leon entering Vivian's room and staying the night, went about their duties without surprise or question.To pass the tedious evening, Sarah had indulged in a few glasses of fruit wine.Zachary, sitting close enough to catch the faint alcohol on her breath, spoke in a tone that brooked no argument. "I'm driving you home."Sarah glanced at him and calmly accepted his offer.A free ride was nothing to refuse—she wasn't stupid.The drive home passed in comfortable silence, neither speaking.Just as Zachary considered starting a conversation, a jarring ringtone shattered the quiet.

Mr. Wilson glared hatefully at Zachary's retreating figure, trembling with rage yet powerless to act.He had no time to waste feuding with Zachary. Wilson Group's most important partnership of the year had already been stolen—he needed to find alternative solutions quickly.Just when he was at his wit's end, the marketing director proposed a new plan."Mr. Wilson, Mr. Landon is obsessed with antiques. If you could give him a gift that captures his interest, perhaps we could consider expanding overseas. That way, even if Reynolds Corporation tries to interfere, it won't be easy for them."It was a desperate measure—a last-ditch effort.Mr Landon was a titan in international investment companies, wielding enormous influence. If they could establish a connection with him, they could open doors to countless new partnerships through his network.However, while Mr Landon's industry influence ran deep, his temperament was equally notorious—he was notoriously difficult to deal with.Mr.