That evening, when Sophia returned home, she found the house in chaos. Women’s clothes were scattered everywhere, and the staff were all busy moving items upstairs under Olivia’s orders.
Olivia was sitting on the sofa, legs crossed, acting like a proper lady of the house. She instructed the staff to slice some fruit, eating a few bites before sneering coldly:
“Well, well! Look who’s back—our dear lady of the house! Do you think staying here meant I couldn’t do anything? No problem! I can just move in! As long as you don’t mind sharing a roof with me or me creating a bit of trouble now and then, we’ll get along just fine.”
She ended with a burst of laughter that was utterly grating.
Sophia rolled her eyes.
What an idiot this woman is! How did someone with such low intelligence survive in the entertainment industry?
And yet, people were fans of this garbage? Unbelievable!
Without a word, she turned to leave.
Hey! Did you hear me?” Olivia stood up angrily.
Sophia dug at her ears and smiled helplessly. “Of course, I heard you! How could I not when a dog is barking?”
Olivia’s face turned cold. “What do you mean? Are you calling me a dog?”
Sophia couldn’t help but laugh. Where does she get such crazy ideas?
“Please don’t insult dogs, those cute little animals, okay? What did a dog ever do wrong to you? They get dragged into this for no reason! Have some mercy and stop comparing yourself to them. Honestly, there’s no comparison!”
Olivia was so furious she grabbed a cup and threw it at Sophia.
Sophia dodged swiftly, then turned to glare coldly at Olivia, her tone indifferent:
“Olivia, don’t try to provoke me. Otherwise, I wouldn’t mind opening a post online to expose our daily interactions. And honestly, moving into the Scott family’s home like this? Only someone as brainless as you would come up with such a ridiculous move.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“What do I mean? Well, thank you so much for leaving all this evidence for me everywhere, helping me get a quicker divorce and a bigger alimony settlement. Right now, there are a lot of reporters watching the Scott family. Imagine if they found out you moved in to live with the original wife—what do you think people would say? You really should stay low-key. Being a mistress means knowing your place; otherwise, your downfall is inevitable!”
“Don’t get cocky!” Olivia was so enraged that she gritted her teeth and sneered, “Do you think you’re any better than me? Once I get rid of you and become the lady of the Scott family, my son will be the young master of the Scott family! We’ll live a life of endless wealth and luxury. But you? A divorced woman like you? There’s no way a rich man would want you! Even if you manage to snag a decent man with your looks, you’ll only live a life of poverty, forever beneath me, like a lowly rat!”
Sophia’s gaze turned cold upon hearing this. It wasn’t that she couldn’t retort, but she found it meaningless.
Why waste time arguing with a lunatic?
With that thought, she shook her head, her expression one of resignation.
Suddenly, the door opened, and Scott Livinus walked in, his face dark and foreboding. Olivia immediately stood upright, her body tensing with nervousness.
She lowered her head, feeling uneasy.
She had no idea if Scott Livinus had overheard her earlier remarks. If he had, and he knew she was eyeing the Scott family’s wealth, things could turn very bad for her.
Scott Livinus, his expression cold and indifferent, didn’t even spare her a glance as he turned and headed upstairs.
In the following days, Olivia did indeed keep a much lower profile. She had noticed an increasing number of paparazzi near the Scott family home, and some seemed to have caught wind of her moving in. They were all waiting to capture a story. Reflecting on Sophia’s words, she realized her reputation was already terrible. If netizens attacked her again, no company would want to sign her. In that case, it was better to stay under the radar for now.
After all, now that she was in the Scott family home, getting married was just a matter of time.
Besides, she still had the child in her belly as leverage.
Wealthy families like this, they could afford to lose a woman, but they would never let their bloodline be left outside.
