169 Her Purpose

Sophia was instantly furious. "Black truffle? Does she think she's some kind of noble lady?"

"She's doing it on purpose," Grace sneered. "Lisa was an incompetent coward, but her daughter is quite skilled."

Sophia grabbed Grace's hand. "Mom, why should you serve her? You're her stepmother. If she wants to eat, she should make it herself."

Sophia could afford to be willful, but Grace could not.

Grace kept a stern face. "I still don't know what Emily's next move is. Her revenge came too quickly; I didn't have time to react. We can't act rashly. Let's observe her first and see what she plans to do, then we can counterattack."

Sophia huffed and plopped onto the sofa. "No way, I don't want to live with her. I'm moving out."

"It's too late to move now. The paparazzi are all waiting to see you make a fool of yourself. Moving out now would play right into Emily's hands."

Sophia was both angry and anxious. "So we're just going to sit here and watch her flaunt her power? Mom, I have nothing left