I Ctrl+Alt+Deleted My Ex and Ctrl+C'd His Uncle novel Chapter 168

Chapter 168

She couldn’t let it out.

Sophie leaned back, eyes glittering with mockery, her smile sharp.

Before Nina could respond, another voice cut in.

“Well, if I remember right, Nina, aren’t you the bastard daughter of the Monroe family?”

Celine appeared, strutting closer with open contempt.

“Funny, isn’t it? Your dad cheats, your mom plays mistress, and you–a bastard–get to live in luxury. Out of everyone here, you’re the last person with the right to scorn Sophie.”

Nina froze, face drained of color. She hadn’t expected Celine to show up–let alone to rip her mask off in public.

“What’s the matter? Struck a nerve?” Celine sneered, then turned to the stunned onlookers.

“Well? Don’t just stand there. Nina’s little secret isn’t common knowledge. Sell it to the media, and you could make a tidy profit.”

At that, the crowd dispersed, scrambling to cash in.

Nina’s fists shook, nails cutting into her palms, blood welling–but she didn’t care.

“Celine, I never wronged you. Why are you doing this to me?”

Sophie frowned slightly too, confused. She and Celine weren’t close. Why step in now?

“Because I can’t stand you. Problem?” Celine’s voice was sharp, arrogant.

Nina was about to explode, but Celine was a Wallace, the only child of her family–untouchable. Nina didn’t dare.

“Typical bastard–daughter IQ,” Celine taunted. “Instead of asking why I came after you, better worry about stopping those people before they sell your story to the press.”

She had barely finished when Nina spun and bolted after the crowd. She couldn’t let her secret hit the news.

“Who sent you?” Sophie asked quietly.

Celine blinked, then waved her hand dismissively. “No one. Just playing hero. That’s all.”

“Is that so?” Sophie studied her, not quite convinced.

“People like Nina don’t deserve tolerance. You’ve been too much the polished society lady. That’s why her cheap tricks worked on you.

“Anyway–you promised to introduce me to Liora. Don’t go killing yourself over gossip before you make good on that.”

“Relax. I’m not that fragile.”

Sophie’s voice was calm, but beneath it was an ocean in storm.

For a fleeting second, Celine saw it–that same fire, that same pride.

“Wait…Sophie. Could it be? You swore you’d introduce me to Liora. But maybe…you are Liora yourself?”

A flicker of panic crossed Sophie’s eyes.

“You’re overthinking. Thanks for today. Once this blows over, I’ll arrange a meeting.”

She turned and walked away.

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Chapter 169

Sophie’s eyes flickered with understanding as she slipped into the car.

“Celine Wallace–did you ask her to step in for me?”

Marcus didn’t answer. Instead, he asked, “Do you need me to handle what’s happening online?”

Sophie turned her gaze to the window, her voice calm to the point of indifference.

“I can handle this myself.”

The fewer people dragged into this mess, the better.

Marcus’s eyes

darkened, his lips pressed tight.

He could easily end the scandal with one statement–that the child was his. But until Sophie gave him permission, he had no right to expose the truth.

The silence between them grew heavier. Sophie said nothing more, staring out the rain–streaked window.

Their relationship was a dance of distance and closeness. Just as the Morgan patriarch once warned, her very existence was destined to be Marcus’s greatest stain.

She didn’t know if he would step forward if she asked–but she knew one thing: once he admitted he was the father, there would be no turning back.

The car pulled up outside the Chandler villa. Sophie reached for the door handle, but Marcus’s voice stopped her.

“This is going to get the old man’s attention. Be careful.”

“I know.”

“I’ve already seen HR’s notice about your ‘indefinite leave.‘ Stay home as much as you can.”

Sophie nodded. “Thank you.” She slipped out of the car without looking back.

Marcus’s eyes followed her retreating figure, the weight in them impossible to ignore.

Meanwhile at the hospital, Liam scrolled through the exploding news online, his lips curling into a smile.

The longer this dragged on, the sooner Sophie would have to beg him.

The phone rang, jarring him out of his thoughts. His eyes widened when he saw the caller ID.

Grandfather.

He hurried to answer.

“Grandpa, why are you calling so late?”

“Whose child is Sophie carrying?” the old man’s voice came sharp, cutting to the heart.

Liam’s pulse spiked. Why was he suddenly interested in this?

“Honestly, I don’t know whose it is–but it’s definitely not mine. That night, I had someone else go to her. Some nobody from the streets.”

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A chilling pause.

“You’re certain it was just some nobody?”

Liam frowned. “What do you mean by that?”

But the line went dead.

The patriarch stared at the report his men had dug up, his eyes narrowing.

The story matched Liam’s…too perfectly. And that was the problem.

When everything lined up without a flaw, it usually meant the truth was missing.

Deep down, he had a hunch–this child was tied to Marcus.

That night, Riverland was swallowed in a storm. Rain hammered the rooftops, thunder rolled like cannon fire.

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