All Chapters of Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect: Chapter 861 - Chapter 870

“Steven,” Zachary said calmly, “go back to Scarlett now. Don’t mention what just happened to anyone. And I mean anyone. Forget it, too. As for that man… I’ll look into him. Leave everything to me, alright? Acting on impulse is reckless. If you tip him off before we know the full picture, you’ll ruin everything. You don’t want him to get suspicious, do you?”Hearing Zachary’s words, Steven slowly calmed down. “Zachary… do you really think you can find him?”“I can,” Zachary replied without hesitation. “When I say I want to find someone, I never fail. And the fact that he dared come back to East Coast? That just makes it easier. He’s walked right into the trap. Don’t you want to know who’s the mastermind?”Steven nodded firmly. “I trust you, Zachary.”“Good. Then act like nothing happened. Eat, drink, have fun—just like before. Leave the rest to me.”—The banquet was going smoothly. As night fell, the weather turned chilly, so everyone moved into the hotel’s grand hall. Sarah had

“Fine, go ahead and eat it,” Sarah said, turning away.The table in front of her was lined with gingerbread cookies. She randomly grabbed a few and tossed them onto her plate, along with a couple of pastries.But Zachary circled around and stepped in front of her again, locking eyes with her.“Watch me eat it.”Sarah fought the urge to throw the plate in his face. She clenched her teeth. “What are you, five? You need someone to watch you eat an apple?”How had she never realized he was this childish before?His lips glistened with apple juice, and she instinctively swallowed. “I’ve got work to do.”“Is it really so hard,” he said, “to just say you want to kiss me?”Her eyes widened. “Who wants to kiss you, pervert?!”Her voice shot up in volume, drawing a few stares. She immediately lowered her voice again. “Narcissist.”She had no idea how to deal with him anymore. Just then, Melvin appeared, and she quickly walked over, hoping he’d drive Zachary away—he’d always hated the g

"Watch your damn mouth! Shut up! If you want to see something like that, go home and watch it yourself!" Mia snapped angrily. "You all came here as guests, and Sarah's been nothing but generous to you—how dare you speak about her like that?"Some reporters lowered their heads in shame, but most were still hungry for a sensational headline.Mia wanted to say more, but Sarah gently stopped her. “Let me handle it.”“Miss Sanders,” a reporter asked, “as the organizer of tonight’s event, how could you let something like this happen backstage? What was your reaction when you saw the footage? Was this an accident—or did someone release it on purpose?”Sarah remained calm. “There must be a traitor among us,” she said evenly. “As for the video itself—I have no reaction, because the woman in it is not me.”Several reporters still looked eager to press further, but one glance from Zachary was enough to make them sink back into their seats.All eyes were on Sarah now, the spotlight casting h

James hit the record button again. “Vivian,” he said calmly, “the contrast between Harbour Crescent and Pine Mist Island was too much for you. You couldn’t sit still anymore, could you?”Vivian chuckled. “Mr. Chancer, what makes you so sure it was me?”He didn’t hesitate. “In the entire East Coast, who else would go to such lengths to dig up dirt on Sarah—and choose this exact moment to try to destroy her? I can’t think of anyone else but you.”Vivian laughed softly. “Trying to get me to confess, Mr. Chancer?”James paused, then gave a wry smile and switched off the recording. “You’re sharp, I’ll give you that.”“Enough with the nonsense,” Vivian snapped. “I didn’t call to chat. I’m offering you a deal.”“A deal?” he echoed.Vivian’s voice took on a teasing lilt. “I know Sarah’s biggest secret. It’s something Zachary has gone to great lengths to keep buried. Because he knows—once Sarah finds out—she’ll cut him off completely. That’s why he’s always so guarded around me. He’s afr

At the Chancer Estate.James returned home exhausted. Rubbing his temples, he braced himself for a fight with Charlotte—but to his surprise, she was already asleep.He quietly pushed open the bedroom door. Their son was sound asleep. Charlotte lay beside him, her hand wrapped in bandages.Right. She had cut her hand on the sharp edge of the invitation earlier. And he—too consumed by anger—hadn’t even noticed at the time.A wave of guilt washed over James. He gently touched her forehead. When she’d fallen, her clothes had torn. In weather this cold, she could easily catch a chill.Just then, Charlotte’s hand moved, grasping his tightly.She opened her eyes, tears welling up.“James…” Her voice trembled, choked with emotion, as if she had a thousand grievances she was finally ready to say aloud.James’s guilt surged to its peak. She was right. Everything she’d said today was true. She’d borne his child, nearly died for it—and he had failed her.“I’m sorry, Charlotte. This is all