Chapter 183 This Is What Sophia Owes Her!
The response article consisted of just a brief paragraph.
[Anyone who can prove that what these people said in the video is false will receive $100,000 per piece of evidence. Find the mastermind behind this, and you could claim the entire entire $10 million prize pool, transferred immediately on a first-come, first-served basis.]
There was also a note below: No rewards for duplicate information.
In other words, whoever first uncovers lies in what Tammy and the two elderly people's families said will be the first to claim the prize money.
As soon as the article was published, a company specializing in fulfilling such promises came forward and posted proof of receiving a $10 million transfer from Sophia.
All of this company’s past cases were genuine, leaving no doubt about its credibility.
It caused a huge stir online.
Rat didn't understand—he could investigate the matter himself and get to the bottom of it, so why waste time with all this?
Sophia smiled and explained, "Since they're using the internet to spread rumors about me, it shows this person desperately craves validation from online users and the public, for what they think."
"If that's the case, what could hurt them more than having internet users turn against them online?"
"Don't underestimate the power of the masses, especially with the current wave of layoffs and pay cuts in the country - people have plenty of time and energy on their hands."
After finishing her call with Rat, Sophia left the study and went to James’s room. The two children were taking a bath.
She had just finished bathing the boys and changing their clothes when Emily woke up in the next room. Together, they all went downstairs for a pleasant lunch.
Meanwhile, elsewhere…
William, his expression cold as soon as he got in the car, not only assigned those tasks to Tony at the company but also had someone investigate Molly.
At the company itself, William behaved as if he trusted her completely.
He assigned Molly to follow Tony on one of the company’s critical projects.
This caused the other veteran employees in the secretarial office to feel somewhat resentful, as Molly had the least experience among them.
Upon learning about the project she would be assisting with, Molly clenched her fists in excitement, keeping a calm exterior as she promised to learn well from Tony.
Before receiving William's message, Tony hadn't noticed anything unusual about Molly's behavior. But after William's hint, he re-examined the projects she had handled.
During lunch, he thoroughly researched whether these projects had anything in common and discovered something suspicious.
Among the suppliers for these projects, the same small company appeared repeatedly.
Digging deeper, he found that the owner behind this small company was actually Lyanna from Harmony Pharmaceutical.
Although her father, Quinn, was a son-in-law who married into the Wells family, he possessed a sharp business mind. Over the past decade, he had grown rapidly, and Harmony Pharmaceutical's stock price continued to rise.
After reviewing the materials Tony had compiled, William’s expression remained indifferent, his lips pressed thin. Coldly, he said, "Keep watching her, and have someone continue investigating the relationship between Molly, Lyanna, and Quinn."
Tony said, "Understood."
Outside the CEO's office, after seeing Sophia’s boldly published article, Molly's face darkened completely.
Molly hadn't expected Sophia to use such a cunning trick. Did she really think she could clear her reputation this way?
Impossible—it couldn’t be!
She was determined to expose Sophia's hypocritical mask!
A woman like Sophia deserved to remain in darkness forever, never seeing the light!
Unlike Molly and Tammy, who took the matter very seriously, Sophia stopped paying attention after the article was published.
She devoted herself entirely to spending quality time with the children.
As dinner time approached, Lucas also came home.
Because James and Michael had class the next day, they were picked up shortly after dinner by the driver and bodyguard provided by the Smith family.
Sophia didn’t return to the master bedroom to rest until bedtime.
Emily, wearing a light yellow onesie, lay on the bed with her chin propped up, looking at the coat on the master bedroom sofa.
Hearing her come out after showering, Emily turned her head and cheerfully pointed at the clothes, saying, "Mommy, Mr. Smith's clothes."
Following Emily's finger, Sophia saw William's trench coat—the same coat that had covered Emily earlier in the day.
She said casually, "It's fine, I paid for it."
Emily tugged at her pajamas, her face beaming with pride. "Mommy bought it!"
"Yes, Emily's clothes were also bought by me. I love buying clothes for you the most."
After turning off the lights, she lay down next to Emily, humming a lullaby and gently patting her back, coaxing her to sleep.
Before long, Emily fell asleep clutching her clothes.
Sophia kissed her forehead, inhaling the sweet scent of milk on her skin, and gradually drifted off to sleep herself.
At this moment, in a certain apartment in Empire City.
Molly had been dominated by Quinn for a long time; it was clear he desperately wanted a son.
During this time, Quinn regularly slept with Molly.
Molly had always known that besides herself, Quinn had other women he kept.
But she always felt different from them—not only because of her clever mind, which could help him solve problems, but also because her position as the CEO’s secretary at Peace Group gave her influence and value.
After coming out after a shower, Quinn grabbed her chin and tilted it left and right, his deep voice asking, "I heard William let you participate in the follow-up plan for that piece of land at Eagle Hill?"
Molly responded, understanding his meaning as well.
"At the moment, I'm just learning from Tony and haven't been allowed to access the specific details of the follow-up plan. But he already trusts me, so I should be able to access Peace Group's core projects later."
"Mr. Davis, don't worry. Once I gain access to those core projects, that's when you’ll be able to take down Peace Group."
"In my heart, you've always been better than William."
Quinn released his grip on her chin, satisfied. "You're everything I trained you to be—you truly know how to talk."
Although he visited this apartment regularly, he never stayed overnight. In Quinn's view, these mistresses were merely for entertainment and unworthy of sharing his bed.
"Take good care of yourself. I’ll visit when I have time."
He called for his assistant.
Soon, the assistant-bodyguard waiting in the living room pushed open the door, completely ignoring Molly. "Mr. Davis, your clothes."
After changing, Quinn left the apartment with his entourage.
Molly, her body covered in whip marks, hurled her pillow at the open bedroom door, her anger having nowhere to go.
She clearly saw Quinn's attitude toward her—like a pet kept outside, played with when he wished, ignored when he didn’t care, ready to be discarded at any moment if she had no value, with absolutely no dignity.
All of this was Sophia's fault!
If it weren't for her, how would she have ended up like this?
"Sophia, this is all your fault! You owe me for everything!"