Chapter 42 Though the trip home from Adams University wasn't far , Sarah felt unusually drained today . Back home , she couldn't even muster the energy to make dinner . Instead , she grabbed a beer from the fridge and curled up on the couch . She felt agitated . For reasons she couldn't quite explain . She knew with certainty that she no longer loved James - if anything , she despised him . But since the divorce , his constant appearances and attempts to challenge her boundaries left her feeling irritated , even ' nauseated . Nauseated that she'd once been blind enough to fall for such a man . The alcohol slid down her throat to her stomach , gradually numbing her frustration . Suddenly , her phone rang . (1 ) She pressed answer . " Babe , come out ! There's this amazing new bar that just opened on the East Coast ! " Sarah thought for a moment before replying , " Send me the location . " Stepping out of the taxi , Sarah stood in the cool breeze , looking up at the bar's neon sign . She couldn't quite make out the French text , but the decor suited her taste . " Sasa ! " Scarlett's voice called out . Sarah looked over to see Scarlett running toward her , immediately wrapping her in a bear hug . After planting a loud kiss on Sarah's cheek , Scarlett stepped back to assess her outfit , immediately frowning : " Sasa , is this what you're wearing to a bar ? Really ? " A simple white tee , light jeans , and white canvas shoes - hardly club attire . Scarlett clutched her chest dramatically . " Ugh , that jerk James totally ruined you ! If I ever catch him , I'll wring his neck . He drowned the old Sasa in the toilet of marriage ! " Sarah poked her forehead in annoyance . " Stop talking nonsense ! I just had a long day at work and was too lazy to change . " Seeing Sarah's irritation , Scarlett stuck out her tongue playfully , linking arms with her . " Okay , okay , I'm just teasing . I've got us 1/2 a booth reserved . Let's head in ! " They each ordered specialty cocktails . Noticing Sarah's subdued mood , Scarlett , being a longtime friend , sensed something was bothering her . But if Sarah didn't want to talk about it , she wouldn't pry . They settled comfortably in their booth , casually sharing recent stories . They didn't notice the men in the next booth repeatedly glancing their way . Scarlett was petite and striking , with thick waves cascading over her shoulders , her cami top and shorts showcasing her figure . Sarah , sitting across from her , was even more stunning . Despite her simple attire , she commanded attention . " Ladies , care to have a drink with our boss ? " Their gossip was interrupted by a sleazy male voice . Sarah looked up to find an overweight man flanked by two tattooed cronies standing at their table , looking menacing . Sarah's eyes grew cold as she frowned . " Not interested . " Her tone left no room for discussion . Scarlett smirked at the thugs . They'd picked the wrong target tonight . What they didn't know was that before marrying that jerk James Chancer , Sarah had been notorious for single handedly taking on an entire street of troublemakers . The commotion drew onlookers , but no one noticed two distinguished men entering the bar . Steven spotted Sarah and Scarlett immediately upon entering . He turned to the elegant man beside him : " Boss , isn't that your secret crush , Miss Sanders ? "