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

Chapter 673

"When are you leaving?" Zachary asked.

"Once everything's settled. Maybe in a few days," Sarah replied.

After the police took Mr. Sullivan away, Mrs. Sanders tried to pull some strings to save him—but Melvin stepped in and stopped her.

Mr. Lambert immediately started making changes at the factory. He came up with new rules and methods. One of the first things he did was drag out all the sheets from the factory manager's office - the very sheets that had been haunting everyone like some kind of curse.

Right in front of everyone, he set them on fire.

In just moments, all the shadows and bad memories that had plagued the factory for so long were burned away - completely gone.

Meanwhile, in the heart of the bustling city, the Wilson Group's skyscraper towered like a giant, casting its long shadow over the people below. Sometimes, passersby would look up, their imaginations running wild, dreaming of wealth and power far beyond their reach.

Just then, a white Porsche pulled up smoothly at the foot of that towering giant, immediately drawing everyone's attention.

The car door opened.

A long, flawless leg stepped out first, like porcelain under the sun. Before anyone could get a good look at the woman's face, her tall, suited bodyguards stepped in and blocked their view.

behind her ear. Her red lips curved into the faintest, most enchanting smile. Every feature on her face was

the assistant beside her, her gaze sweeping coolly across the scene, before

scrambled to open the door for her before she even got close.

slowing her

to breathe until she disappeared into the elevator. Only then did they both let out a long sigh of

the girl with the ponytail glanced at

She

I grew up filthy rich like she did, I'd probably be

and laughed under her breath. "Then you'd better start doing some good deeds now - maybe you'll get lucky and be born into a rich family in your next

of

are you

voice suddenly cut

staff badge reading "Senior Assistant" walked over,

Cooper... we were just..." the two

they could finish explaining, Donovan Cooper cut them

hours. Pack your things. You're both fired. I'll inform HR to

waiting for their response, he turned and walked

the other floors, the top floor was unusually

to Vivian's office door. He knocked