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

Chapter 449

Whether Mia's condition had anything to do with Sarah or not, one fact was undeniable—despite undergoing treatment for so long, she was still not cured.

Mia had suffered multiple episodes in the past, though the exact reasons remained unknown. However, most people believed that a patient undergoing treatment shouldn't be having frequent relapses-especially not one as severe as this, and definitely not in front of a crowd.

Mia's terrified screams echoed through the air, her expression one of pure horror.

Even some of the most seasoned reporters, used to witnessing intense and dramatic scenes, felt a chill run down their spines as they watched her.

Mrs. Mendes desperately tried to calm Mia down, speaking softly and attempting to console her, but nothing worked.

Meanwhile, at Reynolds Corporation, Zachary was in the middle of an important meeting, completely unaware of the chaos unfolding outside Adams University.

His assistant, clearly flustered, burst into the conference room, disregarding the ongoing discussions.

Under Zachary's sharp, displeased gaze, the assistant quickly approached and leaned in to whisper in his ear.

"Miss Mia is in trouble."

He immediately placed a tablet in front of Zachary, showing him the latest media footage.

"She had a severe episode in public."

hesitate for a

meeting, turned on

assistant took the wheel while Zachary replayed the video, his frown

this happen?

has been staying with Miss Wilson these past few days. It was at the chairman's request. This afternoon, she left the Wilsons' company, and

was ice-cold. "Find out who she met during

check if

hesitated before

also on her way

something serious had happened, and Vivian was definitely involved in

University usually took thirty minutes, but his assistant got them

at the

as he strode forward. Strangely, the moment he approached, the reporters instinctively lowered their cameras. They all

Mrs. Mendes and carefully took Mia into his arms, holding her

then, another

a hurry.

filled with an icy sharpness, locked onto Vivian, making

she abandoned her own car and

"Mia?" she called softly.

Mia didn't