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Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect by Henry Foster

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Chapter 781

Her whole body began shaking violently. This eerie, spine-chilling scene made every hair on Mia's body stand on

end.

Sarah felt momentarily disoriented. Why was what Mia saw in her subconscious the sas what Sarah had

hallucinated at Westfield Mall? Unless... she had experienced it all too.

"Mia, calm down. What's in front of you isn't blood-it's just a bowl of ordinary water. Look carefully, it has no color

atall..."

She tried to continue Mia's treatment while her head was spinning with these troubling thoughts.

But before she could speak again, the phone suddenly went dead.

In the room, Zachary hung up with lingering fear, his fingers trembling slightly.

He was afraid Sarah might actually uncover something from Mia's subconscious, and he was terrified she might

figure out the truth.

Sarah didn't suspect that Zachary had hung up the phone-she just assumed the battery had died.

When she tried to enter the room, Zachary was just coming out.

"Just now?"

"The phone died, sorry about that. Mia's already asleep and she looked so peaceful, | didn't want to wake her,"

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Zachary said awkwardly.

Sarah nodded. "I understand. Let her sleep for tonight then. | should head home, Mr. Reynolds."

Zachary wanted to ask her to stay, but when he opened his mouth, he realized he had no good reason to keep

her there.

"Can I... drive you home?" he asked hopefully.

Sarah didn't refuse this tand got into Zachary's car.

After dropping her off at the Sanders house, Zachary turned around and left alone. Sarah waved goodbye, then

turned back with a grave expression. What Mia had said tonight wasn't simple-it matched perfectly with the

scenes Sarah had witnessed. Zachary was definitely hiding something.

But what exactly was he trying to conceal?

Could it be that Zachary didn't want her to completely cure Mia?

Once that thought appeared, it took root in her mind and wouldn't go away, though she couldn't understand why.

Back in her room, she pulled out all those suspicious items again—both the photos and the bracelet.

These things had been telling her a terrible truth all along. In the face of the assembled evidence, her guesses

and suspicions had already been explained.

She was the one unwilling to face it, and she was also the one who wanted to force out the truth.

She put everything back in the drawer and lay on her bed, staring blankly. Was she really prepared to face

everything?

The next day, Steven and Zachary stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows. Just moments before, Wilson

Corporation had issued an announcement.

"We wait. We have to wait."

Steven's gaze drifted toward the sky beyond the twentieth floor as he quietly asked, "Wait for what?"

Zachary raised his wine glass high but didn't drink from it. Instead, he poured it into the trash can, his expression

growing more,

determined. "Wait for an

opportunity-one that's coming very soon." s

An opportunity? Steven looked at Zachary with confusion. To bring down Wilson Corporation, they had made so

many efforts and waited for so long. Just when success seemed within reach, the Spencer family had appeared. s

Was the Spencer family powerful? Not as powerful as Reynolds Corporation-at least not on the East Coast. But in

Country H, the Reynolds family naturally couldn't compare to the Spencers.

"What exactly is Mr. Wilson trying to do?" Steven was increasingly unable to figure out the Wilson family's

intentions. Their series of moves had left everyone baffled.

First they issued a statement clarifying the conflict with Reynolds Corporation, then they made a high-profile

invitation for Zachary to attend Vivian's twenty-fifth birthday party.

Since the cancelled engagement banquet, Vivian had rarely appeared at major events. This high-profile

invitation naturally made the East Coast smell conspiracy, but when the Wilson family vited you who dared not

attend? s

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