Chapter 240 Hating the Unfair Fate
After that, the Smith family cut off all ties and contact with Olivia.
They even deliberately avoided paying attention to any news about the Brown family.
As time went on, they acted as if they never had a sister named Olivia.
They just never expected that the Brown family would actually lose Sophia, and she'd be missing for over ten years.
As Tyrell thought about it, his eyes suddenly became moist.
Tyrell reached out and hugged Sophia tightly, murmuring over and over, "It's good that you're back."
Sophia could clearly feel the sadness coming from Tyrell.
She reached out and hugged Tyrell back, patting his back.
"Tyrell, I'm already back."
So, don't be sad.
Benjamin watched the two hugging tightly, his fists clenching involuntarily, but in the end he didn't rush forward to separate them.
Fine, after all he was Sophia's uncle.
He could bear it.
The clothes needed to be shipped from overseas, which would take half a day, so they went to Harvest & Hearth for lunch.
At the table, Tyrell sat beside Sophia and kept putting food in her bowl. He didn't know what Sophia liked to eat, so he put a bit of every dish.
Soon, Sophia's bowl was piled high like a little mountain.
She smiled helplessly, "That's enough, Tyrell, you eat too."
This was the first time Sophia had felt care from a family member, and the enthusiasm was a bit overwhelming.
But joy and excitement almost filled her entire heart.
She was very happy.
Benjamin sat on Sophia's other side, raising his hand to put food in her bowl.
In the end, he quietly put his hand back down.
Fine, considering Tyrell's seniority and the fact that he just reunited with Sophia, he'd let it slide this once.
......
When Sawyer received the news that Isabella had been brought out, he rushed back to the Brown Villa.
He didn't believe it at first, but the moment he stepped through the door, he froze.
Isabella, who should have been locked up at the police station, was now sitting on the sofa, leisurely eating fruit.
Her posture was very relaxed.
But her complexion was much worse than before. That carefully maintained face now looked more haggard and thinner than before.
Hearing footsteps, Isabella slowly turned her head.
"Sawyer! You're back?"
Isabella slowly broke into a sweet smile, as if those past events had never happened, as if it was all just a dream of Sawyer's.
As if Isabella was still his most beloved sister.
But Sawyer was very clear-headed. Those weren't dreams - they were real events.
Isabella wasn't his sister, Sophia was his sister.
"How did you get out?" Sawyer walked to the sofa with a dark expression, questioning her from above.
Isabella laughed lightly, the smile on her face growing wider. "Sawyer, did you think once I went in, I wouldn't be able to get out?"
"Sawyer, you're so cruel. Do you know how scared I was in there?"
Isabella spoke of being scared, but her face showed no sign of it.
Sawyer said coldly, "If you hadn't done those stupid things, how would you have ended up in there? All of this is just what you brought on yourself."
"Didn't you used to hate Sophia? How did you suddenly change? What makes her worth treating so well? Have you forgotten how she used to bully me?"
"Nonsense!" Hearing Sophia's name, the anger in Sawyer's heart ignited. "You're not worthy of saying her name. I know about everything from before. That so-called bullying was nothing but your framing and scheming."
From beginning to end, Sophia was the most innocent one.
But at the time, they all believed Isabella's words and thought Sophia was a malicious woman, treating her terribly in every way.
In the end, Sophia finally became heartbroken with the Brown family.
Thinking of Sophia's cold voice when she answered his call, Sawyer felt waves of pain in his chest.
Hearing Sawyer's words, Isabella suddenly burst into laughter. "Sawyer, from beginning to end I never said Sophia bullied me! Wasn't everything your own imagination? So the fault isn't on me - the ones who really hurt Sophia were you so-called family members."
Isabella's true face had long been exposed, so she saw no need to continue pretending.
Watching Sawyer's expression get worse and worse, Isabella felt a surge of satisfaction.
She just didn't want Sophia to have it easy.
Why did Sophia have such good fortune?
From birth she was cherished by everyone. Olivia was the only daughter of the Smith family, and her brothers were all outstanding and excellent.
And her?
She was just an illegitimate daughter who couldn't see the light of day.
An illegitimate daughter who couldn't make it to the stage and could only live in dark corners.
She and Sophia were born only days apart, yet their fates were worlds apart.
Both were Hayden's daughters, yet Sophia lived in such a big villa.
While she and Seraphine could only squeeze into a small rental apartment.
Everyone knew Sophia was the Brown family's daughter, showered with love.
But what they didn't know was that she was also the Brown family's daughter!
Yet she lived worse than the Brown family's servants.
She hated it so much!
Hated Sophia!
Hated the Brown family!
And hated the unfairness of fate even more!
She never thought she was any worse than Sophia, but ever since Sophia came back, the people around her were taken away one by one.
Sawyer, Flynn... they used to say that she was the only one they'd love most in this lifetime.
But how long had it been? Just a few months and they'd already changed.
Sawyer glared at Isabella angrily, his hands clenched into tight fists, his knuckles cracking.
"Isabella! If we hadn't been deceived by you, how could we have done those things to Sophia?"
"That's why I say you're stupid - you believed whatever I said." Isabella shrugged, a gleam of pride flashing in her eyes.
Sawyer lowered his eyes in disappointment and laughed self-mockingly. "It's not stupidity. We just cared about you too much. Everything you did to Sophia was just taking advantage of our love for you."
Isabella froze, her lips parting slightly, but in the end she couldn't say a word.
But Sawyer continued, "We already know we trusted the wrong person and loved the wrong person, so what's wrong with us taking back the love we gave you?"
He looked at Isabella deeply, that look without any warmth, suddenly making Isabella feel a trace of panic in her heart.
It was as if something had disappeared invisibly, and Isabella felt an inexplicable sense of loss.
But Isabella hadn't figured out yet what kind of emotion that was.
By the time she understood, she'd discover that everything was already too late.
Sawyer didn't want to say another word to her and walked straight upstairs.
Upstairs in the master bedroom, Olivia was pacing back and forth holding her phone.
Listening to the mechanical busy tone coming from the phone, she gradually began to panic.
She had thought that Tyrell's willingness to help was a good start, that she could finally mend her relationship with the Smith family.
But now, she realized she'd been overthinking it.
Because Tyrell's phone was now unreachable.
Even his assistant's phone was unreachable.
It shouldn't be like this - how could this happen?
Hayden had clearly said that since Tyrell was willing to help Isabella, it meant the Smith family was no longer angry with him.