Swapping a Broken Heart for a New Start novel Chapter 583

No one really understood what Sarah Brown was talking about, but they all instinctively followed the direction of her finger.

Then, in the next instant, the whole room nearly lost their minds.

Up on the giant screen, a slideshow of photos popped up—every single one of Sandra Taylor.

If they’d just been normal photos, no one would’ve batted an eye. But these? These were nothing like the Sandra everyone thought they knew.

In the pictures, Sandra had ditched her usual fresh, elegant style. Her makeup was heavy, almost trashy, and her clothes—let’s just say, way more night-out-in-Vegas than Sunday brunch. In the background, you could spot all sorts of places: nightclubs, fancy yachts, sleek sports cars…

And Sandra wasn’t alone. In every shot, there was a different guy.

Some of the photos were downright jaw-dropping: her draped all over some guy, sitting on his lap, even full-on kissing him. And the worst part? None of the guys were the same. It was like a highlight reel from some sketchy pop-up ad.

The entire banquet hall erupted in gasps and whispers.

Sandra’s head was spinning. Her vision blurred. No, no, no…

Where did these come from? Why are they up there for everyone to see?!

The Smith family stared in disbelief, like they’d just seen a ghost.

Jordan Smith went pale as a sheet. He stood frozen, fists clenched, face dark with anger and shock. He couldn’t process it—how could the girl he’d put on a pedestal, his sweet, innocent first love, be the woman in those photos?

“Oh my God, is that Sandra Taylor?”

“The makeup’s different, but that’s definitely her face!”

“Wow, she’s got some serious experience, huh?”

“Wait, are these old pictures? Look at the buildings in the back—looks European.”

“Didn’t she study abroad in Europe for a while?”

“Yeah, I remember that! These look like college days.”

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