Chapter 115

Sarah gave a small, emotionless smile. “I wouldn’t have come if I wasn’t sure.”

Her tone was calm, almost indifferent. But Vincent knew better. He studied her face, searching for cracks

in her composure.

The woman in front of him had always been strong willed, full of warmth and patience, yet today, there was something cold in her demeanor. It wasn’t bitterness or anger–it was emptiness.

Then, as he flipped through the agreement again, his eyes narrowed at one particular section. “Custody of Alex,” he muttered. “You’re not contesting it?”

Leo, who had been standing by the window, his arms crossed, turned at those words.

He had been silent throughout the meeting, watching, observing. But now, he couldn’t hold back.

“Sarah, you love Alex,” Leo said quietly, his deep voice tinged with disbelief. “You’re giving up custody without a fight?”

Vincent expected some kind of reaction–a flash of pain, a moment of hesitation–but Sarah simply

nodded.

“Yes,” she answered softly. “I’m not fighting for him.”

Leo’s jaw tightened. He knew Sarah better than most. She was a woman who valued relationships deeply, a woman who loved fiercely.

Alex had been the center of her world. For her to make such a decision, something drastic must have

happened.

“What did he do?” Leo asked, his voice lower now, almost gentle.

Sarah exhaled, but her expression remained unreadable. “Nothing that matters anymore.”

knew it did. Whatever Alex had done–whether it was something like neglect, or outright

review. “Well, from a legal standpoint, this is favorable to you. Arnold is shouldering all the risks. If anything goes

assets were just trivial details. “Then let’s

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up the pen and signed her name. No pause. No reluctance.

acceptance.

the pen down, Vincent leaned back in his chair and pulled out his

called, Arnold was in his

scratch of his pen against the paper came to a sudden stop when he

informed him. “I need to know when you’re available for the next steps–the rejection

tightened slightly around the pen. Then, as if

shift in Arnold’s tone.

he had been expecting this outcome but still

before ending the call.

below the horizon, Sarah drove home in silence. The city lights blurred past her, their golden glow reflecting against the car’s

was exhausted–not physically, but emotionally. Yet there was no pain, no turmoil, just

she turned onto the quiet street leading to her house,

*“Mom?“*

voice. A

slightly, but

are you there?“* His voice was cautious at first, then a little

the steering wheel tighter, her lips

**Mom?**

the first time, she chose silence.

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Chapter 115

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