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

Chapter 684

Later that night, Sarah went downstairs with her empty glass to get some water. But just as she passed by the living room, she overheard a conversation between Melvin and Mrs. Sanders.

"You're really impossible to talk to, you know that?" Mrs. Sanders sounded both angry and disappointed. "It's not just me — everyone in the family has been trying to convince you. Sarah studied psychology, not business. She has no experience at all. The entire Sanders Group is depending on you."

Melvin's voice, on the other hand, was clearly filled with impatience.

"I'm pretty sure I told you a long time ago, stop bringing up anything about Sarah.”

Mrs. Sanders snorted coldly.

"How can I not bring it up? It's just that you're willing to work like a fool without asking for anything in return. If you're just going to be a tool to manage Sanders Group for someone else, I really don't understand why you're doing all this."

She paused, then added,

"By the way, your aunt hinted to me earlier — she wants Sarah to hurry up and get Sydney out of jail. It's nothing serious anyway, and if it saves us a little trouble, why not?"

Melvin's expression grew even colder.

police and had Sydney arrested. Sarah

His voice grew firmer.

it, and I'm not going back on my word. Even though Sarah is technically just my cousin, we grew up together. To me, she's my little sister. I would never, ever hurt

was so firm that even

stared at him, disappointed and

- not so you could end up being someone else's housekeeper. You've gone against me so many times because

looked at his mother

that. But you're the

Mrs. Sanders burst into bitter laughter, her

Melvin's face turned dark.

me you really don't know anything about what happened at the West Ridge factory. Weren't those phone calls from Mr. Sun all to you, asking for help? Have you forgotten? Sanders Group belongs to Sarah. I'm just managing it for her. If you try to hurt her, that means you're trying to make things difficult for me too. And I won't let

were

Sanders never expected her son to speak to her like this -

all she could do was watch as Melvin turned and left for

to turn around... and saw Sarah standing quietly at the foot of the

cold sneer on her face disappeared, replaced by a gentle smile. "Sasa,

voice made it seem like she wasn't the same person who had just been speaking so