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

Chapter 604

In early October, West Ridge had been experiencing harsh weather, though the locals were accustomed to it.

A black sedan stopped at the village entrance where a middle-aged man with pleasant features was waiting.

A stylishly dressed woman stepped out carrying her suitcase. After exchanging a few words with her driver, the car drove away.

The man took her suitcase. "Miss Sanders? I'm your cousin's friend. You can call me Mr. Lambert."

"Thank you, Mr. Lambert."

He led her to a house. "You'll stay here for now. The villagers don't have many modern amenities or reliable internet. It's quite basic."

"Thank you, Mr. Lambert."

a woman, and

our visitor from the city," Mr. Lambert explained to the Wesler family. "She'll be

as if used to such arrangements. The elderly couple silently went to prepare

followed Mr. Lambert outside. "Mr. Lambert, can

of the factory, Mr. Larmbert's expression suddenly changed. He smiled awkwardly. "I'm afraid that's not possible right now. Rest tonight,

puzzled. "Has

Lambert's face paled. "You'll find out soon enough.

didn't press further and returned

bedding neatly arranged on the wooden

lived her entire life in the city, Sarah had never experienced homes with unpainted walls or earthen floors. In this age of technology, people here still lived in houses that seemed from another

kept seeing shadows moving near her window. At first, she thought it might be the wind, but the courtyard