"Ma'am, are you going to work?" When Mrs. Carrie saw Sophie coming downstairs, her demeanor returning to its usual state, a hint of relief appeared on her face. She quickly served breakfast to the table."Yes, there are still many things waiting for me to handle." With a faint smile, Sophie lowered her head and started eating her breakfast.-Half an hour later, Sophie's car stopped at the ground floor of Luxford Group.As soon as he got out of the car, a large group of journalists swarmed around her."Ms. Luxford, was the incident involving Ms. Valerie Brynd orchestrated by you? Were you two colluding to take revenge on Ms. Kerrigan?""Ms. Luxford, did you injure Tristan Carlson in the restroom because, as Ms. Kerrigan said yesterday at the hospital, you were seeking revenge for being pushed into the sea five years ago?""Ms. Luxford, do you have any justification for what you've done? The surgeon said that Tristan might end up in a vegetative state. What do you have to say abo
Evander parted his lips hesitantly. "Mr. Carlson, Ms. Luxford is..."When the woman was throwing eggs at Sophie just moments ago, he felt as though Cedric's fists might punch through the window. However, he refrained from intervening, allowing Austin to play the hero and win favor."If she can't endure this trial, the road ahead will become even rougher, with more challenges in the future," Cedric muttered, turning away.His jaw muscles tensed as he ground his teeth, the fierce gleam in his eyes betraying his inner turmoil. Yesterday, at the hospital, he had wanted to embrace her desperately, yet all he could do was watch her leave.Knowing that revealing the truth was the best protection he could offer at present, he resisted the urge to rush to Luxford Group and pressed his lips together. "Have you reviewed all the surveillance footage?""Yes, but the incident occurred in the restroom, where there are no surveillance cameras. We only have footage from outside the restroom," Evan
"I'm fine. Thank you for earlier." Sophie tried to appear nonchalant—the more others insulted her, the more she had to hold on."There's no need for you to be so polite with me. Besides, I'm a man. I can't just watch you get hit by eggs." Austin said, his frown softening as he adjusted his tight suit and smiled gently in response to Sophie's gratitude.Sophie was about to continue expressing her thanks, but Jeanna beat her to it. "It seems that the Carlsons actually have reliable men.""Jean!" Sophie stopped her."I'm just stating a fact. What's wrong with that?" Jeanna refuted.A hint of embarrassment flashed across Sophie's face. She had originally wanted to clarify her relationship with Austin to the public at Jeff's birthday party. Unfortunately, she did not expect something like that to happen, and Austin had been implicated again."By the way, is Grandpa okay?" Sophie asked."Grandpa's fine. He's just very worried about you." Thinking of Jeff's admonition, Austin lied. Jef
Sophie stared at the clues in front of her, feeling a throbbing headache forming at her temples. The surveillance footage provided scant leads.-It was already the third day since Tristan's surgery, yet there were no signs of him regaining consciousness.Cedric stared at the boy lying on the hospital bed, his lip pursed tightly."Tristan, please wake up, okay?" Vivienne sat right next to the bed, holding the tiny hand with tears streaming down her cheeks. But no matter how much she called out to him, Tristan seemed to be lost in a deep slumber, motionless."Doctor, what's Tristan's situation now?" Cedric asked."Mr. Carlson, theoretically speaking, the patient should regain consciousness within three days after surgery. But based on the current situation, it's better to prepare yourself mentally to wait for a bit longer," the doctor explained."No! Dr. Lawson, please save my son. I can't lose him. He's so young! He can't become a vegetable!" Vivienne pleaded, dropping to her kn
"We've been watching the surveillance footage for 3 days now, and we have still not found any clues at all. Could it be a ghost?" Jeanna speculated jokingly."Jean, don't talk nonsense," Linda replied, also feeling frustrated.However, despite their urgent efforts, they had not found any leads."I'm as anxious as you are. The stock prices of Luxford Group and Paramount Inc. have been plummeting for days now. This incident's effects are much bigger than we anticipated," Jeanna added.Sophie's frown tightened after hearing this. Jean was right. This crisis was much more severe than the last scandal between her and Austin. Even though she had instructed her media team to try to divert the attention and reduce the intensity, their efforts seemed futile."Ms. Luxford, don't worry. There will be a solution. Jean and I will go pick up Cherry from school first." Linda handed Sophie a glass of warm milk and motioned Jeanna to stop talking with a gaze.Although Sophie seemed to be in good
Sophie placed the empty can on the table and bowed her head, her eyelashes concealing her emotions as her voice trembled softly.Cedric's outstretched hand remained suspended in the air before clenching into a fist. The pain radiating from his eyes seemed darker than the depths of the sea, yet he could only withdraw his hand in silence."I've been haunted by so much hatred these past five years." Sophie seemed to be truly sleep-talking. In the dream, she was talking to herself, needing no response. She lifted her head, her eyes fixed on the constantly churning waves.She had chosen to return to take revenge on those who had hurt her, but why did the feeling of revenge not bring her the joy she had expected?She suddenly chuckled out loud and stood up unsteadily. "I must be drunk."She was intoxicated to the point where she unwittingly deluded herself and allowed long-suppressed emotions to resurface after five years. So intoxicated that she couldn't differentiate between love and
Sophie was aware of the dangers of drunk driving, but she still chose to drive back to her apartment.Mrs. Carrie opened the door for her and immediately smelled the alcohol on her. She was wearing a thick coat, which added to Mrs. Carrie's confusion."Ma'am, shall I prepare some hangover soup for you?" Mrs. Carrie asked."No need. I'm not drunk." Sophie shook her head. What intoxicated her was not the alcohol, but her inner demon. No matter how much she drank, it would not help."What about this coat?" Mrs. Carrie looked at the coat she was taking off, feeling a sense of familiarity but unable to recall who had worn it before.Sophie turned her head, and her gaze landed on the dark brown coat. Something seemed to flicker in her eyes. 'This coat… I bought this for him back then.'"Throw it away," Sophie instructed."Okay," Mrs. Carrie replied but could not help but steal a few more glances at the garment.Suddenly, the confusion in her eyes seemed to be cleared. 'Isn’t this Mr.
Sophie, watching Cherry hurry away, shook her head with an affectionate smile. But the smile soon faded as she pressed a finger to her lips, recalling the kiss from the previous night. 'Cedric, the once longed-for dream of splendor has already been shattered beyond repair.'She glanced at her watch, deciding it was time to pick up Cherry from school.-"Mommy, why are you here to pick me up?" Cherry’s face lit up with joy when she saw Sophie waiting for her outside the school."I missed you, sweetheart," Sophie said, wrapping Cherry in her arms. She felt a pang of guilt as she continued. "I'm sorry I couldn't protect you better."She understood all too well that children's words, more direct and brutal than those of adults, could leave deeper scars."Apologizing for such a small thing? Remember, we can handle as much praise as criticism. And nothing that can't be fixed with a slice of cherry cake," Cherry said cheerfully, hugging Sophie and planting a firm kiss on her cheek.Sop