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

Chapter 875

Zachary let out a low chuckle.

"Classic move, Mr. Sanders-burning the bridge right after crossing it, huh?"

Melvin's expression turned grim. His voice grew heavier.

"You think we pushed Vivian too far? She's the kind who always goes all-in. That kind of recklessness... even you and I can't match it."

Vivian had always lived by one rule: Go down fighting than live with humiliation. That was just how she operated.

Zachary raised an eyebrow.

"You're worried she'll do something drastic?"

Melvin narrowed his eyes, gazing into the distance.

"She's done it before. Don't tell me you've forgotten how ruthless she can be."

The memory hit like a cold wave—sharp and jarring.

Flashbacks tore through Zachary's mind.

Brutal.

Unforgettable.

His whole body tensed, and his voice dropped a register.

"How could I forget? Those few days after it all went down... I barely made it out."

in his expression and knew he hadn't forgotten. None of them had. It was a scar that

get what's coming," he said, calm but deadly. "And

I'm keeping Sasa at

to keep

respond. His

Suite - Pine

"Mr. Spencer?"

startled by what

smiled, but his eyes held

wrong? Don't

down her back. She quickly forced a smile and leaned in, trying to

never dare go

hooked a finger under her

some violent tyrant who kills anyone that crosses him. Am I really that scary,

could answer, he let go and turned

his back was to her, she let out a quiet sigh

a

honest—if one of these power players really wanted to crush her, it'd be as easy as

driver pulled up smoothly outside Mirage Bar, a high-end

out, Leon motioned to the driver and opened the back door himself. With a

fair hand slipped into

pulled her into his arms, his hand wrapping around her waist like

inside like he owned

woman flinched, unused to the noise With both her hands locked in his grip, all she could do

brought her straight

was already putting on a show, spinning bottles mid-air.

didn't even