Rebirth In Divorce My New Mr. Perfect (by Summer Knowles) novel Chapter 480

The police had even found this woman’s fingerprints on the rooftop.

And at the chocolate boutique, purchase records confirmed her order history.

It was all too perfect.

If Sarah hadn’t seen Vivian with her own eyes, hadn’t heard her cold confession that day—perhaps she, too, would have believed it.

Mrs. Mendes let out a bitter laugh, her expression vacant.

"I told you before—no one can fight against capital. People like us could struggle for a lifetime and still never reach their heights. For them, crushing us is as easy as stepping on an ant.

"Even when the evidence is laid bare, they’ll always have someone ready to take the fall."

Her voice was hoarse, empty.

Perhaps, before, her reluctance to speak had been instinctive self-preservation.

But now, when she had finally found the courage to seek justice—she realized how naive she had been.

Sarah shook her head, her voice quiet but firm.

"It’s because they are rotten to the core—so cruel they can erase a life without hesitation. So powerful they can use another life to shield their own."

She had expected this.

From the racecourse incident to Tina Mendes’ death, everything traced back to Vivian.

"Mrs. Mendes, I won’t give up."

On the way home, Sarah’s phone rang.

"Miss Sanders, I found what you were looking for. I’ve sent the information to your email."

"Good. I’ll transfer the money shortly."

After hanging up, Sarah opened her inbox.

A single unread message.

She clicked on it.

As she read through the details, everything became clear.

Melvin let out a soft chuckle. "No matter how old you get, you’ll always be a kid to me. But really, it’s nothing serious—the wine supply deal for the resort island fell through."

"Melvin, tell me the truth," Sarah said, her expression darkening.

Melvin finally relented. "It’s not just the resort island. Our long-time wine supplier has refused to renew our contract. Every new winery and supplier we’ve approached has also turned us down."

"Why?"

"The Wilsons."

Just those two words made Sarah fall silent.

The Wilsons couldn’t interfere with all of Sanders Group’s business sectors, but when it came to wine, they held significant influence.

And just earlier, the news had already reported that Zachary had accompanied Vivian back to her family home. Whether he was meeting her parents or not, no one knew—but what was clear was that the Wilson and Reynolds families were too closely intertwined.

With no pressure from the Reynolds family to keep them in check, the Wilsons were free to dominate East Coast.

"What about international suppliers? Can’t we import from abroad?"

She had taken bold risks in the past—this wouldn’t be the first time she found another way forward.