Rebirth In Divorce My New Mr. Perfect (by Summer Knowles) novel Chapter 388

Sarah’s thoughts were completely consumed by this matter. “Alright,” she replied, “but I’ll need to take it with me first. I’ll bring it back in a few days.”

“Thank you, Miss,” the manager said gratefully.

---

At the Reynolds Corporation building, after informing the receptionist of her arrival, Sarah sat in the waiting area for Zachary. Unlike her usual urgency, she decided to take her time. Her mind was a mess, unsure of how to approach her questions or even where to start.

Barely five minutes later, Zachary hurried out of the elevator. The administrative staff nearby exchanged meaningful glances, clearly intrigued by someone important enough to have Zachary come down personally.

As they walked together, an icy silence hung between them. Zachary eventually broke it. “Why are you here all of a sudden?”

“I need to ask you something,” Sarah replied coolly.

She followed him to his office, but before they could close the door, a familiar voice called out.

“Zach, why’d you leave the meeting so abruptly? Mr. Robinson is still waiting,” Vivian said as she appeared in the hallway.

When Vivian saw Sarah, she froze momentarily, then forced a smile. “Miss Sanders, it’s you?”

Sarah glanced at her with a raised brow. Calmly, she said, “Miss Vivian, why wouldn’t it be me? This is the Reynolds Corporation, and I came to see Zachary. Do I need to get your permission first?”

Vivian’s face turned visibly tense. She hadn’t expected Sarah to be so sharp-tongued.

Zachary, who had been standing quietly, gave Vivian a cold look. “Go back to the meeting. I’ll explain to Mr. Robinson”

Vivian’s forced smile faltered further, but she nodded. “Alright,” she said reluctantly before turning and heading back to the meeting room.

Inside Zachary’s office, Sarah settled onto the sofa. “Mr. Reynolds, if you’re busy with your meeting, feel free to finish it first. I can wait,” she offered generously.

In truth, she needed a moment to gather her thoughts and figure out how to phrase her questions.

Her gaze fell on a framed photo on the desk—a bright, radiant smile. Her smile.

Her cheeks immediately flushed red. Then her eyes wandered to the computer monitor, where the wallpaper was… also her.

Just as her thoughts began to spin, Zachary returned.

He walked over and sat across from her. Before he could say anything, Sarah pulled the bracelet from her bag, placed it firmly on the table, and got straight to the point.

“Mr. Reynolds, do you recognize this bracelet?”

Zachary’s eyes fixed on the bracelet, his expression tightening. After a moment of silence, he forced a faint smile. “It’s a beautiful bracelet. What about it?”

“Zachary,” Sarah’s tone sharpened, her piercing gaze unwavering. “Don’t tell me you don’t remember giving this bracelet to me.”