Rebirth In Divorce My New Mr. Perfect (by Summer Knowles) novel Chapter 522

Sydney smiled innocently, as if none of yesterday’s events had ever happened.

Sarah frowned. “Grandor Theatre?”

Why there again?

The last time Mia had an accident, it happened at Grandor Theatre, and they never found the real culprit.

Sydney beamed. “That’s right! Mr. Ferguson’s performances are legendary. So, are you coming? Aunt insisted on getting these tickets for you—she really wanted you to join us.”

Sarah had never been to Grandor Theatre before, but with everything going on with Tina, she had been meaning to check it out.

Not just to review the surveillance footage.

She wanted to see what kind of act Sydney was playing, too.

Sydney’s eyes flashed with excitement. “The show starts at four. Farewell My Love—you’re in for a treat.”

She clapped her hands, then pulled Sarah toward the closet. “Go get changed! Wear something nice. Or better yet, let me help you pick something out.”

Like she owned the place, Sydney strode straight into Sarah’s walk-in closet.

Rows of wardrobes lined the walls, and in the center stood glass cases displaying jewelry.

Sarah didn’t miss the look in her eyes—the barely concealed envy.

The wardrobes were filled with custom-made gowns, all personally ordered by Melvin.

Sydney’s fingers traced over the silk, feeling the delicate fabric. The designs were the latest trends, made from the finest materials.

She quickly masked her jealousy, putting on an exaggerated smile. “Oh! That dress looks nice!”

But her gaze kept flicking back to the gowns.

Sarah smirked, then casually tossed the dress aside and reached for a gown instead.

Sydney’s smile faltered.

“I’ll help you!” she said quickly, rushing forward before Sarah could refuse.

It was a soft pink silk gown, embroidered with delicate floral patterns. The color made her look effortlessly elegant—graceful yet pure. Perfect for an evening at the theatre.

Sydney’s father was a failure, living off the White family. He was addicted to gambling, and their household barely scraped by under the Whites’ reluctant support.

She let out a dramatic sigh, her voice turning wistful. “Sarah, you’re so lucky… Melvin is not only handsome, but he spoils you rotten. He even buys you gifts like this… I don’t have anything like that.”

Sarah’s lips curled into a small, knowing smile. She tilted her head slightly, as if offering comfort.

“Oh, I know. Melvin really does dote on me.” She sighed softly, as if lost in thought. “Oh! Speaking of gifts, did you hear? There’s an auction in a couple of days. Apparently, a massive diamond from South Africa is being put up for sale.”

Sydney blinked, her interest piqued. “Yeah?”

“Mhm,” Sarah hummed, her tone casual. “Melvin said he’s planning to buy it for me.”

She lifted a hand, gesturing as if holding something. “They say it’s the size of a pigeon egg.”

Sydney’s pupils shrank.

A diamond that big? She’d never even seen one in person before!

Sarah’s smile widened slightly.

Ah… so easy to read.