CHAPTER 121: CHAPTER 121: FINALLY ABLE TO LEAVE

Sabrina’s spirits lifted.

If this were the past, her heart might have twinged with pain, but now, she was just excited.

Can she really get the evidence?

If she can, then she can divorce at the fastest speed!

This opportunity is indeed rare, and she hurriedly contacted her best friend to talk about it.

"This number sent me photos last time, but when I asked who it was, they ignored me. Do you think it’s reliable? Could it be a trap for me?"

Tessa almost replied without hesitation, "Who would be so bored to send you photos? Maybe it’s a benefactor trying to help you?

No matter what, since there is information, let’s go over. I’ll go with you!

You need this kind of evidence for your divorce!"

Sabrina didn’t hesitate and immediately nodded, "Let’s go then."

After confirming, the two quickly left the house and sped all the way to Maple Leaf Manor.

Sabrina had been to this place before.

When the old lady was alive, she would bring the family here for hot springs every year.

Because of its high standards, guests were members, and you needed a guest card to enter.

When they arrived and were stopped by security, Sabrina remembered this fact.

When she left The Hawthorne Family, she didn’t bring anything, so naturally, she wouldn’t have something like this.

In a pinch, she had no choice but to call Josee Sheffield, "Do you have a guest card for Maple Leaf Manor?"

Josee’s tone was disdainful, "No, I don’t."

He knew about this manor.

But after falling out with Sabrina in the past, knowing the Hawthornes often come, he directly avoided it.

Since he’d never been there, he naturally wouldn’t have a card.

However, though he didn’t have one, he still asked, "Why do you need that guest card?"

"It’s somewhat important."

Sabrina didn’t elaborate, only asked, "Do you have other means to get one?"

Josee replied, "I do know the owner of this manor, but he went to Aethel to develop years ago. Today I saw on social media that he’s going abroad tonight, so he’s probably on the plane right now, unreachable."

Sabrina’s heart sank.

After hanging up, she felt unwilling.

Is she going to miss this opportunity again???

Tessa was more anxious than her, wanting to ram the car through the manor’s gates.

But knowing it wouldn’t work, she forced herself to stay calm, her mind racing. A few seconds later, she slapped the steering wheel and said, "Why don’t you ask Mr. Fitzgerald? He’s in Aethel, right? Maybe he has a way!"

Sabrina hesitated, reluctant to bother Jasper Fitzgerald.

Tessa earnestly persuaded, "The opportunity is right in front of you. Haven’t you always wanted to divorce? If you miss it, there might not be a next time!

Surely you don’t want to keep tangling with that scumbag?"

Sabrina definitely didn’t want that, so without hesitation, she called Jasper.

Soon, his magnetic and pleasant voice came through, "Hello, Dr. Nash?"

Sabrina mustered the courage, "Mr. Fitzgerald, I’m sorry to disturb you so late. I... can I ask you for a favor?"

Jasper’s tone was serious, "Go ahead."

Sabrina succinctly explained about the guest card, mentioning nothing else.

After speaking, she felt a bit anxious.

This was her only hope.

If Mr. Fitzgerald couldn’t help, the opportunity would be completely lost!

Jasper didn’t immediately answer, but after pausing for a few seconds, he responded decisively, "Wait there, someone will soon bring you a card."

Not long after hanging up, just three minutes passed when a well-dressed middle-aged man hurried out of the manor.

Approaching them, he respectfully asked, "Are you Miss Nash? I’m the manager of this manor, here to give you a card."

Sabrina was overjoyed and immediately responded, "Yes, that’s me."

The man nodded, quickly handing her the card and calling an attendant to show them the way.

When the two reached room A001, Sabrina’s heart pounded uncontrollably.

Whether it worked or not depended on this chance.

Hopefully... the scene inside won’t disappoint her too much!

Tessa, unable to wait, pushed the attendant forward and pressed the doorbell, lowering her voice, "Hello, room service, here to change your sheets..."

Initially, there was no sound from inside.

But after a moment, steady footsteps finally approached.

Someone stood behind the door for a few seconds, seemingly looking through the peephole to confirm who was outside.

Soon, they opened the door, "You must have the wrong room; we didn’t call for room service!"

It was a voice Sabrina knew down to her bones.

Jordan Hawthorne!

It really was him!!!

Tessa recognized it too and seized the moment to forcefully push the door open.

The person inside, unprepared, stumbled back a few steps from the force.

Once steady, they saw who had come in.

Jordan’s face turned drastically, his usually calm expression showing rare panic, "Why... is it you?"

Sabrina said nothing, just looked at him.

The man seemed to have just showered, wearing a loosely tied robe that exposed a broad chest, covered in mottled bruises.

Even scratch marks were visible!

Clothes were strewn across the floor inside.

The bed sheets were in disarray, and Brooke Sinclairs, unclothed, instinctively wrapped herself in the sheets upon the intrusion.

Yet her exposed areas were also marked with ambiguous love bites from after the storm of passion.

The air was thick with the scent of lingering desire.

At this moment, Jordan and Brooke’s faces were all of shock.

The calmest at the scene, without doubt, was Tessa.

She had started recording before going in.

Once inside, she captured the mess in its entirety.

While filming, she scolded, "Ha, cheating in marriage and getting a room, your battle seems intense. You two truly are the best representatives of ’shameless couple’! So shameless and disgraceful!"

Her words reminded Sabrina to quickly adjust, putting on a deeply hurt expression.

Trembling, she looked at the man, "Jordan Hawthorne, is the so-called strategic partnership between The Hawthorne and Sinclair families a partnership in bed? When you did this, did you consider you aren’t even divorced?

Did you think about your daughter? Are you not ashamed of us?"

She tearfully accused, as though she’d suffered massive betrayal.

Actually, Sabrina was calmer than ever inside.

She didn’t have to act.

But on the way here, Tessa, guided by an "expert," told her she needed to show the agony of catching them in the act.

This way, when presenting evidence to a judge, he’ll feel the victim’s helplessness.

To successfully divorce, she had to go all out.

Jordan, confronted, couldn’t speak.

The scene before him was something he’d never expected, leaving his usually calm mind momentarily unresponsive.

Sabrina, filled with anger, turned her gaze to Brooke on the bed.

The woman feigned fear, her expression panicked, yet her eyes revealed provocation and pride.

She... was flaunting it???

Sabrina hadn’t been angry, but the woman’s scheming since returning had deeply disgusted her.

Before, she couldn’t act against her.

Does she think she can escape today?

Sabrina no longer held back.

With all the accumulated humiliation she’d endured, and all that had happened to Zara, she rushed forward, grabbing Brooke’s hair and unleashing a flurry of slaps against her face.

"Brooke Sinclairs, you’re truly cheap, claiming higher education and returning from abroad, yet behaving like a homewrecker.

Are you so desperate for men? Stealing another woman’s husband, working as an excuse to cooperate in bed, have you no shame?"