Chapter 480

The police had even found this woman's fingerprints on the rooftop.

And at the chocolate boutique, purchase records confirmed her order history.

It was all too perfect.

If Sarah hadn't seen Vivian with her own eyes, hadn't heard her cold confession that day-perhaps she, too, would have believed it.

Mrs. Mendes let out a bitter laugh, her expression vacant.

"I told you before-no one can fight against capital. People like us could struggle for a lifetime and still never reach their heights. For them, crushing us is as easy as stepping on an ant.

"Even when the evidence is laid bare, they'll always have someone ready to take the fall."

Her voice was hoarse, empty.

Perhaps, before, her reluctance to speak had been instinctive self-preservation.

But now, when she had finally found the courage to seek justice-she realized how naive she had been.

Sarah shook her head, her voice quiet but firm.

"It's because they are rotten to the core-so cruel they can erase a life without hesitation. So powerful they can use another life to shield their own."

She had expected this.

From the racecourse incident to Tina Mendes' death, everything traced back to Vivian.


"Mrs. Mendes, I won't give up."

On the way home, Sarah's phone rang.

"Miss Sanders, I found what you were looking for. I've sent the information to your email."

"Good. I'll transfer the money shortly."

After hanging up, Sarah opened her inbox.

A single unread message.

She clicked on it.

read through the details,

a deep frown etched

asked as she stepped

immediately closed the file,

You're back. What did Mrs. Mendes

took the fall for her. She's helpless. But I'm not giving


Sarah's gaze sharpened.

was that document you hid? Tell me the truth. Is

second

company matters. Nothing serious. I'll

Sarah's expression darkened.

I'm not a child anymore. Stop treating me

in the face of major company crises.

how old you get, you'll always be a kid to me. But really, it's nothing serious-the wine supply deal

the truth," Sarah said, her

has refused to renew our contract. Every new winery and supplier we've approached has also turned us

"Why?"

"The Wilsons."

those two words made Sarah


Sanders Group's business sectors, but when it came

he was meeting

pressure from the Reynolds family to keep them in check, the Wilsons were free to

international suppliers? Can't we import from

the past-this wouldn't be the first time she found another way

Chapter 481

shook his head. "It's useless. The top wineries produce limited quantities of wine each year, and they've already been snatched up by suppliers. The contracts are signed before the bottles even leave the

premium wine had always been in short supply.

what can we do?"

opportunity. In two days, St. Ritz Hotel is hosting a wine-tasting gala. It'll bring together winery owners from all over. This is our

Sarah nodded in understanding.

East Coast-top sommeliers and vineyard

be powerful figures who weren't afraid of the Wilsons. This was Sanders Group's only

St. Ritz Hotel, 7pm.

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