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

Chapter 469

She placed a hand over her chest, feeling the steady but heavy rhythm of her heartbeat. Then, reaching for her phone, she made the call.

"Miss Sanders, I'm ready to tell you everything."

Mrs. Mendes sat in the dimly lit living room, the night sky outside shimmering with stars, the moon hanging high and distant.

Across from her, Sarah and Melvin sat in silence, listening intently.

"The day my daughter died, after I left the police station, I met her at my doorstep. She told me she would help me get justice. She taught me what to say and do.

"Actually, I saw her that day. On the twentieth floor, in the stairwell. But I didn't say anything... After you two came to see me, she showed up not long after. I don't know who she is, but I could tell she was someone rich. Her clothes, the way she carried herself—any one piece of her outfit could probably pay for years of our living expenses."

A bitter laugh escaped her lips before she continued.

"I couldn't hold back. I asked her outright. She told me to stop thinking about what happened that day. Just keep insisting that you were the one who caused my daughter's death. That was all I had to do.

to make sure I agreed,

eyes narrowed. "So that's why you refused to answer my questions? Just

Mendes nodded. "You people never have to worry about money. A million is nothing to you—it's barely worth a few pieces of clothing. One of your sports cars probably costs several

when my child gets sick, afraid to step into a hospital. It means I don't have to live in a crumbling apartment, fearing

stable future. So tell me why wouldn't I

Tina were still alive, working tirelessly for decades, she might never have earned a

Melvin didn't

slipped from the corner of Mrs. Mendes's

least now, she was choosing to do the

buy you and your son stability, but it

photo on the table. For the briefest moment, she could have sworn Tina's eyes softened

Her chest tightened.

I called

behind her and pulled out an object, handing it

useful in it. I've failed as a mother. I've