"The Hathan family wields great power and wealth. Marrying into it should be considered your good fortune. Don't be ungrateful!"
Sofia Grant, I swept her icy gaze over the three people before her and sneered.
"If it's such a blessing, why not have Ava Grant marry into the Hathan family then?"
Kristine Devine's complexion turned ashen, "What kind of nonsense is that? Ava is only nineteen, how can she get married!"
"I'm only a year older than her, is there such a big difference?"
"The difference is vast, how dare you compare yourself to Ava! Sofia Grant, I'm not bargaining with you here. Stop skirting the issue. You only have two choices now: earnestly marry into the Hathan family, or leave the Smith family for the countryside and never dream of inheriting a dime of my wealth!"
Upon hearing this, the chill in Sofia Grant's beautiful eyes intensified. At the age of five, she had been maliciously abducted to the countryside, only returning to the imperial city half a year ago. What greeted her after the long separation was not parental love but cold indifference and disdain.
For half a year, she had been living in an apartment outside, neglected and ignored. Now, they had suddenly called her back to the Smith household for a business deal, intending to marry her off to a notorious hedonist.
Still using the threat of banishment from the Smith family and the loss of inheritance, little did they know that she didn't care about the Smith family anymore. As for their money, she had never given it any importance.
Sofia Grant stood by the side, enjoying the dramatic scene. Compared to marrying into the Hathan family, she would much rather have Kristine Devine driven out of the Smith family, out of the imperial city, never to return.
"Dad, don't get angry. It might harm your health. If my sister doesn't want to, then let me marry into the Hathan family. As long as I can help Father overcome the difficulties, I am willing to do anything." Ava feigned innocence and selflessness.
Seeing his sensible younger daughter, Sean Wilson's heart softened, "What nonsense! You're such an excellent girl, how can you marry into the Hathan family!"
Ava chuckled silently. She knew Sean Wilson would say something like this, and added, "But I want to help father, I don't mind."
By comparison, Sean Wilson hated the disobedient Sofia Grant even more.
"Look at your sister. She's so sensible. Now look at yourself! I'm giving you three days to decide whether you will marry into the Hathan family or leave the Smith family. The choice is yours!"
"No need for those three days." With a cold voice, Sofia Grant said, "I am leaving the Smith family, and from now on, I have nothing to do with you, or the Smith family."
Upon hearing this, Sean Wilson was somewhat surprised. He didn't anticipate that Sofia Grant would prefer to sever ties with him rather than heed his words.
"Very well, stand your ground." Sean Wilison gave a cold sneer, "Just don't come back crying for my help!"
"Rest assured, that day will never come."
"Hmph!" Sean Wilson angrily turned away.
Meanwhile, Kristine Devine remained silent. Even though Sofia Grant was her biological daughter, her identity...
Putting aside her status, she simply couldn't accept this daughter brought back from the countryside.
Kristine Devine cared highly about her image. In the half-year since Sofia Grant's return, she had never involved her in any banquet or let her socialize with the ladies of high society. She didn't want the wives in the circle to scoff at her.
At each banquet, she only brought Ava Evereth, who she painstakingly groomed, not even willing to mention Sofia Grant.
Kristine Devine cast a cold glance at Sofia Grant: "Since you are unwilling to obey our arrangements, we can't control you, then act as you see fit."
With that, she turned and ascended the stairs.
Watching their indifferent figures, Ava Evereth let out a sarcastic laugh.
Her only family, her kin, it was laughable!
Ava Everett was extremely pleased with herself, a smirk playing on her lips, "Look at you, you've even driven away Mom and Dad. You need to have some backbone, don't come back crying to them. That would be so embarrassing."
Sofia Grant gave her a cold glance, then turned around and left.
A month later.
Capital's Top Medical College.
Sofia Grant steps out of the top-secret research lab.
After talking with Dickerson Westfield for a while, she heads to the locker room to change her outfit.
In the evening, at the Moonlight Bar.
Under the flashing lights, Sofia Granti, dressed in casual black attire, leans lazily in the booth. Her bright, captivating beauty contrasts strikingly with the ambient bar scene, yet lights it up in an extraordinary way.
Despite seeing her regularly, Chris Red is continuously astounded by her beauty.
Having sat for less than half an hour, countless men have already attempted to strike up a conversation. However, they've all been driven away by Chris Red.
"Sofia, when will you finally rest? I'll take you out for a few days to relax," Knowing that Sofia Grant has been feeling down recently, Chris Red is always contemplating taking her out to distract her mind.
Sofia Grant takes a sip of her drink, lazily responding, "Soon."
"How soon?"
Before Sofia Grant can reply, a familiar figure suddenly enters her field of vision, making her smile stiffen awkwardly.
The man is tall and slim, his facial features handsome, exhibiting a noble and aloof demeanor. His innate regal mannerism is awe-inspiring and intimidating at the same time.
The women in the vicinity can't help but stare.
"Lim... President Lim! Why would President Lim be here in the bar?"
"Oh my god! He's so handsome!"
"What kind of celestial beauty is this, help!"
"I just want to know why President Lim came here! Will he come again in the future?"
Lim Lawson, the CEO of the LawsonGroup, the sole heir of the Lawson family, the first financial tycoon in the capital, stands at the top of the pyramid.
Sofia Grant just took a glance and shifted her gaze immediately, consequently, she picked up the iced wine on the table and gulped a large mouthful, her mind unavoidably recalling that absurd and embarrassing night again.
About a month ago, she drank because of her bad mood and dizzily returned to the hotel, unexpectedly entangled with Lim Lawson for a night.
She had initially thought that based on Lim Lawson's status, he would give her a check afterward, acting as though it never happened, but didn't expect that when Lim Lawson woke up, he said he wanted to take responsibility for her.
Even though she didn't intend to have him take responsibility, she still asked, how do you plan to take responsibility?
With a mesmerizing look on his striking face and a magnetic, beguiling voice, he said, "We will marry and commit ourselves to each other."
At that moment, both of them were still nestled in the quilt.
Sofia Grant had already forgotten how she reacted and what the motive was, she just irrationally agreed.
The next day, they took their marriage certificate.
At the stairs, Lim Lawson suddenly stopped and turned his head towards Sofia Grant's direction.
Seeing him suddenly stop, the man beside him asked, "What's wrong? What are you looking at?"
Lim Lawson's thin lips curled up slightly, and with a spoiled look in his eyes, he said, "A beautiful scenery."
The man followed his gaze and saw Sofia Grant lazily leaning in the booth, and he understood immediately.
No wonder the President, Lim, insisted on coming to this bar today, his interest does not lie in the drinks.
This display of affection caught him off guard.
The man raised an eyebrow, "Do you want to go and join in the fun, while I head upstairs?"
Lim Lawson retracted his gaze, "You go ahead."
The two men went up to the private room on the second floor.
Chris Red's phone suddenly rang. He glanced at the screen and then stood up, "Sofia, you sit for a while, I'm going to take a call, it's too loud here."
"Mm." Sofia Grant replied and took a sip from her drink on the table.
On the other side of the booth, Sofia Smith was sitting with a few women.
One of them said, "I recently heard a rumor that President Lim is secretly married, but no one knows who his new wife is. It seems quite mysterious."
Another woman's face filled with surprise, "President Lim is secretly married! Is that true?"
"I just said it's a rumor. As for whether it's true or false, who knows."
"Which woman is so lucky!"
