Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect by Henry Foster

Chapter 251

Urena was momentarily taken aback, not expecting Carter to apologize so decisively. Her hand, holding the

photo, trembled. slightly, and her expression turned complicated. Now, she seemed to lose her reason for

making a scene. Her face turned pale, and she said.

"You're not the one who harmed my daughter it was Yasminel Why isn't she here to apologize"

"Ms. Sanchez has been suspended and is staying at home. We can't confirm that Teresa's death was caused by

Ms. Sanchez. The current suspension is due to reporters blocking the school gates, and it's merely to protect Ms.

Sanchez, Winston explained. He said this to make sure there wouldn't be any wild rumors spread by the

reporters after they left.

With the situation as it was, Carter's apology had pushed Urena to the center of the storm. Urena hesitantly

protested, "Yasmine caused my daughter's demise, yet you still protect her like this! Do you think an apology can

solve everything?"

Winston looked at Urena with confusion. The photo reflected a different light under the sun. He asked with a

complex expression. "The president is right in front of you, and all these media reporters can vouch for you. Just

say whatever demands you have." The room fell silent, and all the cameras swiveled to focus on Urena. She felt

her lips dry, nervously licking them, and. glanced at Carter and then the circling reporters as if unsure, "Can |

really ask for anything | want?"

"Yes, just say it," Winston replied.

Urena began to suspect Winston's intentions. She had made it clear at the school gates that she wanted 700

thousand. Now, in front of so many people, she didn't know whether she had to repeat herself. That would reveal

to everyone that she was here for money. But since he mentioned it, she steeled herself and demanded, "3

million! | want 3 million. Yasmine harmed pry daughter, and she's from the Sanchez family. 3 million is nothing to

them. Besides, Teresa is the hope of our entire family; she will be taking care ofand her brother in the future.

3 million is already very little."

Winston's eyes grew cold. "Didn't you say 700 thousand last time?

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"It's not enough! | thought about it, and 700 thousand just isn't enough, Urena said contemptuously. She

carelessly gripped the photo she had tucked behind her.

"So she cto ask for money! No wonder!"

"| thought this lady was really pitiable at first, but now it seems she's not

"When she asked for 700 thousand earlier, it didn't seem that big of a deal, but now she's opening her mouth

and asking for 3 million. That's just being greedy!"

With all the surrounding chatter, Urena's face turned a bit red, but the thought of the 3 million she was about to

receive made her stand tall. She addressed the reporters with confidence, "What did | do wrong? Yasmine

harmed my daughter. How could | not think aboutand my son's future?"

Mr. Leach looked at Urena calmly, "I'm afraid | can't comply. Even Yasmine, | believe, wouldn't agree. Mrs. Urena,

you've seen the police notice, and you've watched the consultation room footage. | don't understand why you're

so fixated on blaming Yasmine for Teresa's death. But if you keep spreading these baseless claims, we have the

right to sue you for defamation."

"You, you really want to sue me?" she cried, collapsing onto the ground. "Oh, what is this world coming to! My

daughter was killed by her, and she still wants to sue me! Go ahead, sue me! Let everyone see what kind of

school Aurelith University is! Look how you protect a wicked person!"

Winston frowned slightly. "Urena, we understand your feelings and will offer scompensation for Teresa's

death, but 3 million is truly beyond our means. If you continue to disrupt the school's order at the gates, we'll

have no choice but to call the police." Despite the gentle demeanor of Winston and Carter, their words were firm

and non-negotiable."

Surprisingly, Urena calmed down and glared at the two fiercely. Fine, call the police then!"

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Winston didn't pamper her and immediately pulled out his phone. Just as he pressed two buttons, the phone was

snatched away from him.

Urena shouted, "You really dare! Is there no law anymore?"

On the other side, Carter held out his phone, showing Urena the number he was dialing before continuing,

"Calling the police, there's someone causing trouble at the gate of Aurelith University." Apparently, the media

reporters didn't expect Carter to actually call the police. Ten minutes later, a squad car pulled up at the entrance

of Aurelith University.

Urena watched nervously as the media directed their cameras towards the police car.

Carter and Winston just watched on. "Officers," they said.

The police cover and directly took Urena away, saying. "Cwith us, please."

Urena didn't expect the police to actually come, and she screamed, "Officers, you've got the wrong person! The

teacher at this school caused my daughter's death. You should be arresting herr

"Mrs. Urena, we've thoroughly investigated, and Yasmine has no connection to your daughter's death. Please

cwith us," the officers said.

Anxious and unwilling to leave, Urena couldn't believe she hadn't received a response from the person in charge.

But no matter how much she struggled, the police didn't stop; they took her away. The photo was left on the

ground, as was the banner.

At the Sanchez residence, Yoselin sat dazed on the couch, wrapping the blanket tightly around herself. This gave

her a rare sense of security, like being enveloped completely-a rare feeling of safety. The woman beside her was

someone she knew. well.

Just two hours ago, Yoselin had been kidnapped and experienced a life-or-death struggle, watching in horror as

someone bled and cried in front of her. The screams rang in her ears, and whenever she closed her eyes, she

saw bloody images. A blood-slicked knife thrust mercilessly into flesh, accompanied by sounds like sizzling meat,

haunted her constantly.

Yoselin was in agony, her whole body trembling-a manifestation of her fear. But there was something even more

ter fying -an indescribable feeling, not physical but emotional-that hurt even more. How could she begin to

mention to Yasmine the piece of flesh that was cut away, such a gory sight, such a horrific scene?

Red. Red couches, red ceiling, red TV stand, and even Yasmine was red. It seemed like after being rescued from

the school gate; it was as if a blood-red transparent veil had been placed over her eyes.

Yoselin suddenly realized that no matter where she went or tried to hide in this life, the red transparent haze

before her would never vanish, always tainting her view of the world. SEND GIFT