Chapter 139

Sophie heard her own distorted words play from the recording device. "I really worry about your son. He is adorable but doesn't understand what being a bastard means. He'll grow up under scrutiny and gossip, his innocence pierced early. How pitiful.

"If you're capable, find a way to take the position of Mrs. Carlson. But I warn you: I won't let you or your son off easily."

The thick threat added a chill to the cold wind.

Sophie frowned. Although she seemed to have said these words, they had clearly been tampered with, twisting their original meaning.

"Do you have anything else to say?" Cedric's cold voice cut through the wind as he lifted the recording pen to her face, his eyes icy and piercing.

Sophie knew some misunderstandings were futile to explain. He believed Vivienne's lies and her explanations would be useless.

Biting her lip, she clenched her hands. "Think what you want. I have nothing to say."

"Sophie!" Cedric's gaze bore into her, his eyes defiant and proud. His brows