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Chapter 37
Alone upstairs, James couldn’t shake the Image of Zachary and Sarah leaving together.
His brow furrowed as he lit a cigarette.
Had Sarah really betrayed him during their marriage?
Remembering Sarah’s cold detachment during their divorce, James realized it wasn’t impossible.
Taking a deep drag from his cigarette, he picked up his phone and found her number–one he rarely dialed.
Driven by curiosity and suspicion, he felt compelled to confront Sarah.
The call connected quickly, but a mechanical voice responded: “Sorry, the number you have dialed is not available. Please try again later.”
James frowned, hanging up and immediately redialing.
“Sorry, the number you have dialed is not…”
He slammed the end call button, gripping his phone tightly, his face dark with anger.
Damn Sarah!
She’d actually blocked his number!
James’s appearance hadn’t particularly affected Sarah. With work the next day, she went to bed early.
The following morning at school, her colleague immediately called her to a meeting.
As in previous years, the school was organizing its annual psychology competition to promote student engagement and learning.
This year’s timing was awkward. Usually held earlier, various school activities had pushed it back to midterm season. The teachers normally in charge were busy helping students prepare for exams, creating an uncomfortable situation.
“Why don’t we let Miss Sanders handle the competition?” one teacher suggested, glancing at Sarah. “She’s the Associate Dean’s protégé, not much older than the students, and has experience organizing events from her student council days. She should be
able to manage it.”
All eyes in the office turned to Sarah,
Adams University prioritized education, with psychology being a flagship program. Sarah knew how overwhelmed teachers got during exam season, so she nodded in agreement. “If everyone trusts me with this, I’m happy to take it on.”
The matter was settled, and word quickly spread that Sarah would be organizing this year’s psychology competition. Given her reputation at the university, she began receiving inquiries about registration before lunch break even started.
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At lunchtime, Mia bounded into her office like an energetic bunny. “Sarah! I’ve been waiting forever downstairs. It’s lunchtime- why aren’t you coming down?”
Sarah checked the time, surprised at how quickly it had passed.
She rubbed her nose bridge, feeling a headache coming on. “I’m working on the competition proposal. We’ve had unexpectedly high registration numbers. I was confident at first, but now I’m feeling overwhelmed.”
“That’s no problem,” Mia said, linking arms with Sarah. “This afternoon, we’ll visit the Events Committee to set up a booth, put up promotional posters on the bulletin boards, and get some committee members to help with registration. If we’re still swamped, I can ask the Student Council president for help. We can move the competition to the main auditorium if needed.”
Despite her princess–like appearance, Mia, as the Reynolds family’s precious daughter, had impressive organizational skills. Sarah had considered these solutions but was hampered by being new and not knowing many students. With Mia’s help, everything would be much easier.
She fondly ruffled Mia’s hair. “Clever girl. Come on, lunch is my treat today. Order whatever you want.”
Mia grinned like a mischievous kitten. “Since you offered, I won’t hold back. I’m going to order everything on the menu!”
