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

Chapter 353

Steven followed Scarlett to the villa entrance, his pace urgent. Without hesitation, he banged on the door with enough force to rattle it. The same man who had earlier barred Scarlett from entering reappeared, trying to stop them again, but Steven wasn't the type to back down easily.

Steven shoved the door open, and as if on cue, three or four men stepped out of the sleek black car parked nearby and approached the villa guards. Within moments, the guards were overpowered and left sprawled on the ground.

Just as the last of the guards fell, another car-a black Porsche Cayenne- screeched to a halt in front of the villa, its presence commanding attention. Zachary stepped out, his expression dark and furious. Behind him, two black SUVS followed, carrying a dozen men in sharp suits. They filed out and fell into step behind Zachary as he stormed into the villa.

Steven, catching sight of Zachary's demeanor, immediately understood the gravity of his anger. "Sarah is on the second floor," he informed him quickly.

Scarlett, her voice breaking with panic, cried out, "Hurry! Sarah is surrounded by several men! That lunatic said there are six cameras in the room!"

Zachary's expression grew even colder. He didn't need Scarlett to elaborate; he knew exactly what she meant.

Inside the room.

Sarah gasped for air, her breaths uneven and filled with despair. She swung the knife in her hand with all her might, trying to fend off the men closing in on her. But she was running out of strength. It didn't take long before the knife was wrested from her grip.

"Get away! All of you, get away from me!" she screamed, her voice hoarse with desperation.

cheek as a flood

filled with predatory hunger. Every sound, every sensation, had seemed amplified as if her body were betraying her by heightening her awareness of

was now in a stark, empty room. Her body was exposed, vulnerable under the glaring lights. The white walls seemed to sprout hundreds of eyes, all of

The crimson hues began to expand, filling every

head in both hands, as if trying to shield herself from the onslaught of horrific images. With a jolt, she snapped back to reality, her breathing ragged. She tried to calm herself, but the fear only

the room were closing in on her. Her panic surged as they

BAM!

silence. Someone had kicked the door open

in her mind like

to erupt into chaos. The overwhelming red in her

"Sarah!"

was calling her? She sluggishly turned her head toward

It was... Zachary.

the weight of the world seemed to crash down on her. Sarah felt a splitting pain in her head and

everything went black, she vaguely heard voices calling

"Sarah!"

"Sasa!"