Rebirth In Divorce My New Mr. Perfect (by Summer Knowles) novel Chapter 625

Mr. Lambert suddenly asked, "Do you notice anything?"

"The workers are predominantly older," she observed, noting most had gray hair.

In most factories, workers were typically young. Rarely did you see older employees.

These weren't just in their fifties - most appeared to be in their sixties. The production line also moved considerably slower than standard ones.

"Over the years, many factory policies have been discontinued, but one remains: this production line dedicated to the elderly. It's still running today. Your father established this rule to ensure they had income," Mr. Lambert explained.

He paused before continuing, "I've fought to keep this line operational. I'm telling you this because, while you needn't trust me completely, we can work together. I just want to preserve this line, which Manager Sullivan wants to shut down."

"Mr. Lambert, even without cooperation, I would protect this production line. My father was right - if the factory uses West Ridge's land, it should help West Ridge's people," Sarah said. Her father had often repeated this philosophy during her childhood.

Mr. Lambert nodded approvingly. "Miss Sanders, I know who Manager Sullivan is working for. What he said today wasn't entirely false - he does care about the factory. But whether he's loyal to your father's factory or to Melvin's vision is another question."

Sarah suddenly understood. "You're suggesting he's working for my cousin?"

"Miss Sanders, can't you guess?" Mr. Lambert asked with a knowing smile.

"Guess what?"

"Manager Sullivan is actually working for Mrs. Sanders - your aunt." Mr. Lambert finally revealed.

"Sydney received a three-month sentence. She's learned her lesson," Melvin said, his voice cooling.

Sarah knew Melvin must have pulled strings behind the scenes for this outcome.

"Thank you, Cousin. I'm sure the Blanco and White families gave you trouble over this?" Sarah knew her aunt would have been first to object. Her control over Melvin had always been strong, and Sydney was her niece. She wouldn't stand by while her son sent her niece to jail - it would humiliate both families.

Melvin smiled. "I'm fine. Regardless of what happens, I'm still her son, and she'll always protect me. This was clearly Sydney's fault, and her sentence is deserved."

His voice grew serious. "I've heard about the incident at your lodging in West Ridge. Why didn't you tell me? Sarah, you can't stay there anymore. I'm worried. Please come home. I'll handle the rest."