Chapter 57
Sophia and Dorothy nodded at him, and Connor turned and left.
After applying the medicine, eating breakfast, and drinking the special soup Dorothy had prepared, Sophia rose slowly and walked to the window. She gazed down at the bustling traffic below, lost in thought.
Three days now, and the online harassment against her hadn’t subsided-instead, it had escalated under deliberate manipulation.
Although Damian had scrubbed all the negative articles about her from every platform, the damage was already done.
Even worse, Isabelle kept making cryptic posts on social media, hinting that Sophia had powerful people protecting her and corporate backing. It was enough to confuse everyone.
The story had spiraled completely out of control.
Now people thought Sophia was some cruel woman who used her connections to bully people, stole her sister’s boyfriend, and refused to apologize for any of it.
Naturally, the mysterious power behind her was attributed to the Anderson family’s Zenith Corporation.
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Calls to boycott Zenith Corporation products were growing louder, and the company’s stock had dropped significantly.
Sharon had reported that the board members were secretly plotting to remove her from her position.
This couldn’t continue.
Stealing someone’s boyfriend?
Sophia almost laughed coldly.
Did those people know that Damian was her legitimate husband?
The public loved drama, and media content could easily ignite their cheap sense of justice, making them feel righteous about directing maximum malice toward a stranger.
Damian’s refusal to announce their marriage was simply to
protect Isabelle.
Once their relationship became public, the tide of public opinion would instantly turn, and Isabelle-the knowing mistress- would be utterly destroyed.
How could he bear to let his precious girl suffer even the slightest harm?
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As for Sophia herself—what did it matter if she became a target
of universal condemnation?
Even if she received ten thousand vicious comments, he didn’t
care.
He didn’t love her. That was all that mattered.
A dull ache spread through her chest. She forced herself to close those disgusting web pages.
Taking a deep breath, she turned to face Dorothy, who was clearing the dishes, her expression calm.
“Dorothy, at the Anderson family estate-are there any trustworthy older staff members who would be willing to speak up?”
She spoke slowly. “If anyone is willing to testify for me, I can give each person a million dollars and arrange for them to leave here and start a peaceful life elsewhere.”
Dorothy paused, thinking seriously for a moment before her eyes lit up.
“Yes. Walter, our driver, and Mrs. Bennett from the kitchen staff. Your mother helped them both over the years, and they’ve known you since you were a child.
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“With a million dollars to settle down and a chance to start fresh somewhere new, they should be willing.”
Sophia felt relieved and nodded. “Good. Dorothy, reach out to them. Just be careful-don’t let Rhea find out.”
“Don’t worry, I’ve got it. I know how serious this is.”
Dorothy picked up the thermos, solemnly nodding, then turned and left the hospital room.
Watching Dorothy’s figure disappear through the doorway, Sophia pondered for a moment, then picked up her phone and dialed a number.
Soon after, the hospital room door burst open with a bang as a slender figure rushed in like a whirlwind.
“Sophia!” Bella rushed to the bedside, her eyes instantly reddening. “How did you get hurt? All that garbage online is making me furious!
“I’ve been fighting with those trolls every day, but no one believes me. When I ask my brother, he won’t say anything- just that he’ll handle it. The whole family is worried sick, but we don’t dare tell Grandma…”
She spoke rapidly, agitated and anxious, her eyes full of worry.
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This genuine concern was like a ray of light piercing Sophia’s cold heart, bringing warmth.
How strange.
Damian and Bella were siblings, yet their personalities were polar opposites.
One was ruthless and cold-hearted, the other warm and sincere.
Sophia reached up, gently wiping away the tears on her face, softly comforting her. “Don’t worry, Bella. Look-I’m fine now, aren’t I?”
Bella sniffled and carefully examined her. After confirming she wasn’t seriously injured, her anger redirected. “Sophia, is all this online stuff Isabelle’s doing? That scheming witch! Just wait- I’m going to tear her apart!”
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