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

Chapter 475

Vivian finally noticed the faint, acrid scent lingering in the air.

Blood pooled across the floor.

A disaster of this scale was too much for the factory supervisor to handle alone.

"How many people know about this?" Vivian's voice was ice-cold.

The supervisor swallowed hard. "Miss Wilson, I shut down the factory the moment it happened. Only a handful of people saw it."

Vivian nodded. "Contact the families of the deceased. Offer them a generous compensation package. As for the others who witnessed this-make sure they keep their mouths shut. This must never get out. And one more thing-make sure nothing like this happens again."

The supervisor hesitated, looking at the lifeless bodies on the ground. His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed, but in the end, he nodded.

On the way back, Vivian sat in the car, still shaken by the incident. She turned to her assistant.

"Make sure those families stay calm. Under no circumstances should the police be involved. If they refuse to cooperate..."

"I understand," the assistant said firmly.

Vivian gave a satisfied nod.

The Brookshire factory was well hidden. Aside from a few dilapidated villages nearby, there were no other buildings in sight.

She stared out the window, but all she could see in her mind was Sarah's piercing gaze as she accused her.

wretched woman. How

unsettled her more than anything

meticulous, never

public opinion away from Sarah. Then, when Sarah confronted her,

done it for her sake-or

Wilson, someone has started investigating the matter,"

Vivian's eyes darkened. "Who?"

haven't traced it

one can find out about

nodded. "Understood. I'll take care of

the wind whipping through Vivian's hair. It was already past eleven-far later than

A disaster had struck.

the vast

the driver

irritation. "What is

I just saw someone

out. The road stretched out before them,

Not even a stray

his eyes. "Maybe I imagined

Vivian's expression turned cold.

the passing scenery. Then, as their car drove under a streetlamp, she caught a glimpse of something in the distance-a white figure standing just beyond the light's

crawled

swallowed hard, forcing herself

she saw the figure, she snapped, "Stop