From the moment she first met the woman, she knew she was no match for this woman in any way.
First was appearance, second was family background, and last was ability and temperament.
In short, nothing could compare with her.
So later, she also figured out that Stanley didn't like her because she didn't have anything as Violet, that was why she changed her attitude and got in touch with the rich men she never despised before, who couldn't have anything without their parents, and let them take her to and from all kinds of rich people's places.
In those establishments, she could learn a lot of skills that only rich people know, and then make herself even better.
Originally, after she had learned down the road, even if she still couldn't match Violet, at least she couldn't be any worse.
However, now that Sophie saw Violet, she knew that she was so wrong that she wasn't just far off, Violet was completely outclassed, even if she now knew many skills that rich people would have.
First of all in the temperament aspect, she had to admit, even if she didn't want to, that she had lost completely.
Violet's aura was like that of a noble queen, while she, on the other hand, seemed to be the head girl from the hooker's yard.
There can be no comparison!
Thinking of this, Sophie's hands clenched up in a deadly grip, her body trembling slightly as she was completely unable to accept such an outcome.
She had obviously worked so hard, studied so hard for all of this, just so that one day, she could make Stanley change his mind about her and be worthy of Stanley.
But now that she'd met Violet, she suddenly realized that she seemed to have learned in the wrong direction ......
"Miss Robinson, what are you thinking about?" Violet saw the way Sophie was biting her lip and her expression changed, her eyes narrowed for a moment before she asked faintly.
Sophie's gaze flickered, then she collected the thoughts in her mind and looked at her as her voice was a bit stiff as she replied "Nothing, Miss Hunt, you had someone bring me here ......"
"Please call me Mrs. Murphy, thank you." Violet interrupted her with a smile and a reminder.
This woman loved Stanley, wanted to pull Violet down from Mrs. Murphy's position and be on it?
Then Violet would have to remind this woman that she was the veritable Mrs. Murphy.
She had to tell this woman that she would fail and this woman had to call her Mrs. Murphy, the title this woman wanted most.
Anyway, she just had to disgust this woman!
For her to say, Sophie was actually pretty, and there were definitely quite a few people who liked Sophie.
Sophie was perfectly capable of finding a nice man, yet Sophie shouldn't fixate on her man, trying to steal her position.
Then sorry, she definitely wouldn't give Sophie a good time.
Just as Violet had thought, Sophie's face twisted for a moment when she heard Violet tell her to call her Mrs. Murphy.
Sophie knew that this was Violet deliberately disgusting her, telling her that not only would she not get the position of Mrs. Murphy, but she could only call Violet Mrs. Murphy.
This woman was despicable!
Sophie squeezed her phone, a trace of resentment flashed in her eyes before fleetingly passing, then squeezed the corners of her mouth, barely squeezing out a smile, taking a deep breath before opening her mouth and shouting, "Mrs. Murphy."
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