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Chapter 112

Sarah took the thick stack of papers in her hand. Her fingers Brushed against the crisp edges, but she felt nothing. The ink on the front page eremed bold, almost aggressive in its declaration.

**Divorce Decreek

Her gaze settled on the first line.

**Arnold White requests full custody of Alex White. **

Her chest tightened, but the pain was distant–like watching a storm from behind a glass window.

She blinked slowly, then flipped through the rest. Pages and pages filled with legal jargon, all concerning

the division of assets. A cold, calculated strategy.

Sarah had come to inquire about the progress of their divorce, and Arnold had saved her a lot of trouble by offering to hand her the divorce contract.

She let out a short, quiet breath and flipped the document shut. Without reading further, she placed it back on the table with an air of indifference.

“I have no objections,” she said, her voice smooth, detached.

She reached into her handbag, her fingers grazing past lipstick and tissues before closing around a pen. With a steady hand, she prepared to sign.

Across the table, Arnold’s brows furrowed. His lips parted slightly, as if he wanted to say something but

chose not to.

Charles, sitting nearby, was even more shocked. He had witnessed Sarah’s unwavering devotion to Arnold for years. He had seen her endure humiliation, disappointment, and heartbreak–all for the sake of this marriage. He had imagined that when she saw this document, she would erupt in fury, her emotions spilling over like a dam finally breaking. He had expected her to cry, to shout, to beg Arnold to

reconsider.

But instead, she was… calm.

Too calm.

façade. Her long lashes didn’t tremble. Her hands didn’t shake. Even her breathing remained steady.

didn’t make

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pause. But Charles

it is.**

of weakness.

calmness had been an act, after all. This was the real Sarah–the woman who loved Arnold

Sarah simply placed the pen down and said lightly, “I’ll have a lawyer

The room stilled.

expression darkened.

slightly, her lips curving into something almost

loopholes. Especially concerning

narrowed his eyes. “Did you think I was going to get my hands on the divorce papers, or did you want something

about what I want.

Linda.

in the air like an unsaid accusation.

He wasn’t stupid–he understood what

a possibility that she might try to take more from Sarah, using

Arnold. But she wasn’t going to let Linda take advantage of

a soft knock interrupted them.

A maid’s voice came from the doorway. “The old lady

attend dinner.”

papers neatly. Without another word, she turned and left.

shut behind her, Charles let out a low whistle.

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Arnold. “She didn’t even try to fight for Alex?”

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