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 dare she

unsettled her more than anything was Zachary's

meticulous, never leaving room

an interview that subtly steered public opinion away from Sarah. Then, when Sarah confronted her,

he done it for her sake-or for

Wilson, someone has started investigating the matter," the

Vivian's eyes darkened. "Who?"

haven't traced it

can find out about

quickly nodded. "Understood. I'll

and heavy, with the wind whipping through Vivian's hair. It was already past eleven-far later than she

A disaster had struck.

was nearly empty, the vast road occupied only by

the driver suddenly

frowned in irritation. "What is

think I just saw someone outside the

looked out. The road stretched out before them,

a stray cat was

driver rubbed his eyes. "Maybe I

Vivian's expression turned cold.

a streetlamp, she caught a glimpse of something in the distance-a white figure standing just beyond the light's

crawled down her

hard, forcing herself to

the figure,