I Ctrl+Alt+Deleted My Ex and Ctrl+C'd His Uncle novel Chapter 263

Celine Wallace stepped into the room in her glittering couture, high heels clicking sharply, her presence radiating hostility. Her eyes were cold, sharp, like a judge delivering sentence,

Marcus instinctively moved to shield Sophie, but she squeezed his arm, her lips curving into a gentle smile.

“It’s fine.”

Still, after everything that had happened before, Marcus couldn’t afford to lower his guard around Celine.

Her gaze on Marcus was filled with admiration as she nodded warmly and extended her hand.

“Mr. Morgan, it’s been a long time.”

Marcus ignored her hand, letting his wedding band gleam deliberately under the lights. He glanced at Sophie instead, his voice soft.

“If you don’t want to stay here, we’ll leave now.”

Celine’s smile stiffened. Awkwardly, she withdrew her hand and cleared her throat.

Moments later, Chris hurried over.

“Mr. Morgan, the general manager of StarTech Corporation would like to discuss some business with you.”

Marcus frowned, lifting a hand to dismiss him.

“Go handle your work.” Sophie patted his arm lightly. “Don’t worry. Morgan security is everywhere. Nothing will happen.”

Reluctantly, Marcus nodded but still waved a guard over.

“Stay right here. Don’t leave her side, not even two steps.”

Only then did he walk away.

Celine sat down, picked up a glass of champagne, and sipped before fixing her gaze on Sophie.

“You’re doing quite well for yourself.”

Sophie arched a brow.

“Liora always does well.”

Celine had once been Liora’s number–one fan. Hearing the name left her powerless to resist.

As expected, Celine sighed.

“Sophie, you really know how to play people.”

Sophie raised her sparkling water in a toast. Celine hesitated, then bit her lip and clinked glasses.

Clink.

Their eyes met, a fragile balance struck.

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“These past months studying abroad were so dull. I really missed the old days, when we all used to have fun here.” Celine tapped the table absentmindedly.

She was no longer the careless socialite she used to be. Her aura had sharpened, polished into that of a professional elite.

Sophie only glanced at her again, silent.

“But I still don’t get it.” Celine’s voice turned sharp, jealousy flickering in her eyes.

“Why would Marcus choose you as his wife?”

Her words were barbed. She scanned Sophie up and down, disdain plain on her face.

“My family’s background isn’t worse than yours. My figure…” she looked down at herself, “is at least equal. Why does he only want you?”

“Honestly, I think you don’t deserve him.” Her eyes gleamed coldly as she spat the words.

Sophie only smiled faintly.

“Celine, love isn’t measured by those things.”

“Then tell me–if not by those, then by what? Love? Don’t make me laugh. Love is the cheapest thing in this world.”

Celine sneered, taking another drink.

“So if it’s about family, looks, education, refinement–I’m not below you in any way.” Her words grew sharper with each swallow of alcohol.

Sophie didn’t bother arguing. She finished her sparkling water and prepared to leave. Normally, she would already be winding down for the night.

“Sophie? I didn’t expect to run into you here!”

A familiar, haughty voice made her stop. She turned with a faint frown.

Michelle Nelson swayed toward her in stilettos, her arrogance as blatant as ever, eyes full of disdain.

“You? Here? You’re married and pregnant. Shouldn’t you be home preparing for the baby? Playing designer? Manager Chandler? What a joke.” Michelle’s laugh dripped with scorn.

Sophie didn’t waste her breath on such nonsense. She turned to leave.

“Hey, are you ignoring me?” Michelle lunged forward, blocking her way.

Before the bodyguards could react, a sharp slap cracked through the air.

Michelle collapsed to the floor, stunned. Another slap landed before she could recover.

Sophie froze, staring in shock.

Celine straddled Michelle, raining blows across her face. Michelle couldn’t even block a single strike.

Drunk and emboldened, Celine shouted between slaps,

“Who the hell do you think you are? You dare insult Sophie? Only I get to insult her–got it?!”

Michelle clawed at her face in vain, but Celine’s hand was too quick.

Finally, the bodyguards pulled Celine off.

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Michelle staggered to her feet, her hair in disarray, makeup ruined, blood mixed with lipstick at her lips. She wiped her mouth and pointed a trembling finger at Celine.

“Do you know who backs me? You better watch yourself!”

Celine ripped free of the guards and sneered.

“I don’t care.”

Alcohol stripped away her mask, leaving her true self on display–the same troublemaking heiress she’d always been.

“You’ll regret this! I’ll make sure you do!” Michelle shouted, stamping her foot but not daring to attack again. She’d already tasted Celine’s

strength.

Her shrieking drew stares, filling the hall with noise. Sophie grew annoyed and waved to a guard.

“Get her out. She’s too loud.”

Celine slumped at the bar, barely holding herself up. She smirked, waving a weak hand in the air.

“You hear that? Mrs. Morgan says you’re too noisy. Get out already!”

“You’re just a wannabe foreigner who grew up overseas. If you look down on us, go back where you came from!” she added, words slurred but

sharp.

Sophie sighed at the sight of her.

“If you keep shouting, they’ll throw you out too.”

Celine’s eyes snapped open. She sat up straight.

“I’ll shut up.”

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