Andrea snorted coldly. “Sophia left in the same way. What makes you any different from her?”
Olivia felt a chill spread through her heart.
Suddenly, she had an indescribable feeling—back then, she and Andrea had worked together to drive Sophia out. And now, when she had lost her usefulness, Andrea was treating her the exact same way.
Olivia let out a short laugh, then suddenly narrowed her eyes at Andrea before spitting out:
“You old hag! You think you can just kick me out like this? Not a chance! If you make me suffer, I’ll make sure you pay for it. Let’s see who wins in the end!”
Andrea clutched her chest in fury, shaking violently.
But as long as she got rid of Olivia, that was all that mattered. The Brown family had already issued an ultimatum—if Olivia was kicked out, they would allow their daughter Kim to marry Henry.
She didn’t have much time left. She had to arrange her son’s future as soon as possible.
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These past few days, Sophia’s clinic had been incredibly lively. Many people queued up just to catch a glimpse of her, pretending to be patients. When it was their turn, they would describe some vague, insignificant symptoms.
Sophia was helpless—even minor illnesses still needed treatment, but with so many people just trying to join the hype, real patients weren’t able to get an appointment.
Left with no choice, she made a Instagram post, asking people not to take up appointment slots unless they truly needed medical attention.
After her post, the number of people coming for fun decreased significantly.
Thanks to Bryce’s viral post, Sophia’s clinic had nearly become a tourist attraction. Some even came to photograph her home, while interior design bloggers analyzed the style of her house and garden. Lifestyle influencers discussed her home décor in detail—they had practically exposed every inch of her house!
She had no idea how they even managed to do it.
Some bloggers even examined the vegetables she grew, and soon, her brand of vegetable seeds was selling like crazy online.
It was completely unexpected.
This controversy initially seemed like a disaster, but in reality, the official response ended up providing free publicity for the Scott Corporation.
After all, when a simple ingredient like dried tangerine peel in their medicine was proven to be over twenty years old, it reinforced the credibility of their brand. Consumers now trusted the Scott Corporation more, and their sales skyrocketed.
This also helped Livinus suppress any objections from the board of directors.
At least for now, his position remained secure.
Unfortunately, Henry didn’t seem anxious at all—clearly, he was plotting something.
Their battle had gradually shifted to the shadows.
Sophia occasionally kept an eye on these matters. That evening, after finishing work, she searched online and found a piece of gossip.
Henry and Socialite Kim to Hold a Wedding
This entertainment news had been widely shared.
Sophia stared at Kim’s name in surprise.
Wasn’t Kim the woman Livinus had once been set up with for an arranged marriage?
But after that, nothing had happened.
And now she was marrying Henry?
What about Olivia?
Hadn’t Olivia already given birth to a child?
She clicked on the article and saw that the blogger had done a thorough investigation.
According to the post, Olivia had used her pregnancy to get into the Scott family. But when she gave birth to a daughter instead of a son, the family was extremely dissatisfied.
Andrea had then decided that Kim should become her daughter-in-law and quickly arranged a wedding.
Even the wedding date was revealed—it was happening soon.
Sophia found it odd. Even if they wanted to get married, why the rush?
That evening, she asked Livinus about it.
Livinus pondered for a moment and then said, “It’s probably because Andrea’s illness has gotten worse.”
“Her?” Sophia frowned. Andrea would never fully recover unless she changed her temper. If her cancer had relapsed, it wouldn’t be a small matter—the chances of curing her were slim.
If she was truly dying and just wanted to attend her son’s wedding before she passed, such a move would make sense.
After all, some patients could last one or two years, while others couldn’t even hold on for a few months.
Sophia frowned and asked, “They kicked Olivia out, but would Olivia agree to leave? I feel like there’s more to this than it seems.”
“Whether Olivia agrees or not doesn’t matter. That’s just how Andrea operates—she only cares about the immediate benefits. As long as something is good for her son, she will do it.”
After saying that, Livinus smirked. “But let’s not talk about these unpleasant things. There’s something I want to ask for your opinion on.”
“Hmm?” Sophia looked at him, puzzled.
Lately, both of them had been busy, barely even having time to eat together. Moments like this, where Sophia sat on his lap with her arms around his neck while they talked face-to-face and occasionally rubbed their cheeks together, were rare. Even without doing anything more intimate, she felt incredibly at ease.
“What kind of wedding dress do you like?”
