Rebirth In Divorce My New Mr. Perfect (by Summer Knowles) novel Chapter 810

He turned to his assistant, asking through gritted teeth, "Didn't I tell you to handle this discreetly? How did Zachary still follow us here?"

The assistant hadn't anticipated this turn of events either. Sweating profusely, he explained, "I—I don't know either. I arranged everything carefully. There's no way he could have found out!"

Now it was too late for explanations. They couldn't possibly outbid him.

Mr. Wilson raised his bid several times, only to be outbid by Zachary each time.

His eyes grew dark with malice, the wrinkles on his face swelling slightly with rage.

He stood up, leaning on his walking stick, and said quietly, "Let's go. We'll wait for him in the car."

The assistant didn't understand, instinctively asking, "Wait for who?"

Mr. Wilson glanced at the skyboxes around the venue, his tone growing eerily calm. "For someone who planned this all along."

With that, he led the way out of the skybox, his assistant hurrying to follow.

Zachary waited unhurriedly until the auction ended. When a black car blocked his path outside, it seemed to be exactly what he'd expected.

He gestured to his security detail behind him, then opened the rear door and got in.

Mr. Wilson sat facing him with eyes closed. "Zachary, show mercy where mercy is due. How far are you planning to take this?"

At the mention of Sarah, Zachary's murderous aura exploded, his face losing all traces of amusement, cold as arctic frost.

Mr. Wilson thought he'd found Zachary's weakness. However, what Zachary said next completely shattered the old man's composure—his face went pale, his body went limp, and for the first time, genuine terror flickered across his features.

After Zachary got out of the car, Mr. Wilson's vision went black. He bit his lip hard enough to draw blood before barely managing to collect himself, urgently telling his assistant in the driver's seat, "Quick—go home."

The assistant had heard every word of their conversation. Seeing Mr. Wilson's shocked state in the rearview mirror, he was completely baffled.

Zachary had merely mentioned a place name—West Ridge—yet it had completely rattled the usually composed Mr. Wilson. What secret could be hidden there?

The assistant was curious but didn't dare question his boss, burying his doubts deep inside.