Rebirth In Divorce My New Mr. Perfect (by Summer Knowles) novel Chapter 457

Sarah once again found herself faced with the most perplexing question—what exactly happened on the night Tina took her own life?

She turned to her cousin, her expression serious. “I want to meet Tina’s mother.”

Everything traced back to the very beginning, back to the counseling session in her office. From the moment Tina walked in until the moment she left, she had repeatedly expressed fear. And the person she feared the most was her own mother.

But after hearing Mrs. Mendes’s outburst at the university gate, Sarah began to reconsider.

Was Tina afraid of how her mother would react upon discovering her illness? Or was there something more?

Hope Housing Complex

As Sarah stepped into the entrance of Hope Housing Complex, she was struck by how such a run-down neighborhood could exist in the heart of the glamorous, towering East Coast.

Logically, this place shouldn’t have been in such a state. It was near a top-ranked elementary school and technically a school district housing area.

But as she took in her surroundings, she realized there were only a handful of residential buildings here—each no taller than four stories. And all of them looked like they had been left to rot.

An even bigger question emerged in her mind.

If Tina had lived in such an old complex, where exactly had she jumped from?

The tallest building was only four floors high. The official reports claimed that she had jumped from a high-rise, but looking at this place, Sarah realized something didn’t add up.

Tina’s home was in the last building, tucked into the furthest corner of the complex. There were no communal facilities, no playgrounds—just patches of overgrown weeds. Some might call it greenery, but the reality was clear: no one took care of this place.

The building’s exterior walls were cracked and peeling, the concrete stained from years of neglect. The ground was uneven, riddled with potholes and scattered debris.

When Sarah finally reached the right door, she hesitated for a moment before knocking.

Soon, she heard shuffling from inside.

The door creaked open just a crack, and a small head peeked out from behind it.

Sarah handed over the bags of groceries and supplements she had just bought at the market. There were nutritious foods, carefully selected.

Mrs. Mendes’s expression softened slightly at the sight of the expensive items, but she made no effort to offer Sarah even a glass of water. Instead, she sneered, her tone hostile.

“What are you doing here? Come to gloat? Did the dean tell you what I said to him? Let me make it clear—one million! Not a penny less! If you’re smart, you’ll get the money together in the next few days, and I’ll drop everything. From then on, my daughter’s death has nothing to do with you. But if you refuse, I’ll keep causing trouble! I’ll take it to the East Coast courts, the provincial courts—I don’t believe there isn’t a place that will give me justice! I don’t care if you’re a Sanders. You think your family can cover up everything?”

Her fingers trembled slightly as she spoke, and by the time she finished, her voice was shaking. It was as if she were trying to convince herself as much as she was trying to threaten Sarah. She clutched the hem of her shirt tightly.

Sarah let out a quiet laugh. “Mrs. Mendes, you know the truth, don’t you?”

Mrs. Mendes’s face stiffened.

“Your daughter’s death has nothing to do with me,” Sarah continued, her voice calm but firm. “The reason you’re so desperate to pin this on me is simply because she came to my office before she died. That list she wrote—it was just an exercise, a way for her to explore her own thoughts and desires. It had nothing to do with her decision to end her life.”

Sarah’s gaze sharpened. “No matter where you take this case, it won’t change the truth.”