Rebirth In Divorce My New Mr. Perfect (by Summer Knowles) novel Chapter 853

He could hold out against Mia, but not Scarlett. With a sigh of resignation, Steven picked up the giant bag of food and trudged over to the barbecue grill.

Mia followed him to help out, while Scarlett and Sarah chatted nearby.

After a while, Mia got bored and wandered off around the island. Most of the celebrities at the party were people she’d met before. Honestly, she found it kind of boring. On her own birthday, those same stars had practically trampled each other just to show up and bring her gifts—half of which she didn’t even want.

The fans at this event were all desperate to get a single signed photo, while the storage room at the Reynolds estate was overflowing with autographed pictures. Some people had gone to ridiculous lengths just to get a selfie with her.

So, yeah—this party? Pretty boring. Apart from the food.

Luckily, she’d asked Sarah to prep a private grill station just for her before the event. Knowing that the best chefs in East Coast were here tonight, she fully intended to take advantage.

So once again, after a round of pouting and fake tears, Steven ended up doing all the heavy lifting at a party—because, well, Scarlett wanted barbecue too.

While Steven manned the grill, Mia couldn’t resist sneaking off again to explore. It was her first time on the island, after all.

She’d heard that Sarah had opened an insanely popular “Emotional Release Center” here, so she ran off to check it out. Sure enough, a long line had already formed at the entrance.

She plopped down to the side, groaning and stomping her foot. “Ugh, so many people!”

Just then, she spotted someone slipping around the corner—hat, sunglasses, and a mask, bundled up like they were hiding from the world.

That was weird.

“Liar!” Mia snapped, hands on her hips. She glanced around, trying to find something she could use in case things got dangerous. What if this person was planning to hurt someone?

The man looked completely confused. “What are you talking about?”

He took a step toward her.

Mia immediately shrieked, “Stop! One more step and I’m calling the cops! What are you trying to sabotage?”

The man paused, then let out a long sigh. “Miss, I’m just here for the party. I heard there’s a really famous Emotional Release Center on Pine Mist Island, so I came to check it out. I didn’t think I’d get lost.”

“You’re lying!” Mia narrowed her eyes. “If you were really here for the party, how could you possibly get lost? There are signs everywhere!”