Too Late She Already Married Mr. Right (Sophia) novel Chapter 223

Chapter 223

“If you can’t give me a straight answer, I’ll get the authorities to come sniffing around,” Sophia said, her voice cold and firm.

“And if they dig up anything dirty, forget about saving the Evans Group-your whole family might just end up in jail,” she

finished.

“Quit trying to freak everyone out, Sophia! That 150 million was just the inheritance your dad left you when he croaked,” Emily fired back.

Emily had absolutely had it with Sophia’s threats, and she shot back, her tone fierce and unyielding.

“Nobody made you sign those papers back then. Even if you wanted to snatch it back now, it’s too late, Emily sneered, her words sharp and dismissive.

Sophia slowly shook her head and looked at Emily as if she were watching a clueless kid ramble on.

“Mr. Evans, why don’t you educate your darling daughter about whether or not I can actually reclaim that money?” Sophia taunted.

Charles snapped, “Moron!” before glaring at Sophia. “Alright, what is it you want?”

“300 million. Transfer it to my account within three days, or I’ll have the authorities step in,” Sophia said, her voice cold and unyielding.

Once the authorities got involved, unless the Evans Group had been squeaky clean all these years, even the tiniest slip-up could spell disaster.

The whole company might not survive.

And Sophia didn’t buy for a second that a greedy businessman like Charles had always played by the rules.

David’s eyes went wide, furious. “Sophia, how dare you ask for something so outrageous!”

“I’m just reclaiming what’s rightfully mine, dear brother. If I were you, I’d just pay up,” Sophia retorted coldly.

Sophia stood up.

“Oh, and one more thing-I’ve already sent Lucas the video of you and Emily messing around last night. He’s probably on his way here right now.

“You two better figure out how to cover this up before he shows up,” Sophia said, her voice cold and mocking.

With that, she didn’t bother spending another second with these backstabbing traitors. She turned and strode out.

Behind her, David was still cursing up a storm, while Emily was crying her eyes out.

Sophia curled her lips into a faint, mocking smile as she stepped out of that cage of a mansion. She took a deep breath, ‘Finally, I’m free from those snakes.

“Dr. Evans, why didn’t you just ask them about your birth mother?” The bodyguard couldn’t help but ask.

Sophia slowly walked down the steps. “They wouldn’t tell me.”

‘Or maybe they don’t even know. But if I brought it up, I’d just be handing them more leverage to use against me, Sophia thought, her gaze steely.

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Chapter 223

“But if you ask, there might still be a sliver of hope,” the bodyguard said quietly.

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Sophia gazed out at the sky, a faint, bittersweet smile on her lips. “She gave birth to me and handed me straight to my dad.

“That says it all, doesn’t it? Honestly, what’s the point of searching for her now?”

Even if I did find her, would it really change anything? Sophia thought, her mood calm, almost resigned.

Back then, she chose to leave us behind her husband, her own daughter. That was her choice. She clearly never wanted to look back or see us again.

The bodyguard gazed at Sophia, sympathy clear in his eyes.

On the surface, it looked like she had everything-but deep down, there wasn’t a single soul in her world who truly cared about her.

As she stepped into the yard, she saw Kael still there, leaning against his car, smoking.

Sophia noticed the scattered cigarette butts at his feet and raised an eyebrow. “Mr. Everhart?”

Kael turned his head to look at her, his one eye cold and menacing. “Sophia, you really think you can play me? You’re finished.”

Sophia wasn’t fazed one bit. “Wow, this is the first time I’ve seen someone accuse me of their own dirty tricks and act like they’re the hero.”

Kael narrowed his one good eye, his voice low and cold, “Careful, Sophia. Cross me again, and you’ll see exactly how I deal with payback.”

With that, he tossed his cigarette to the ground, crushed it under his shoe, and slid into his car.

The Ferrari sped off, blowing exhaust right into Sophia’s face.

Sophia stood in the yard, a mocking glint in her eyes.

I’m still not strong enough. No matter how much they ruin things for themselves, it’s always me who gets blamed in the end, she thought bitterly.

She shot one last look at the Evans residence, scoffed, then swung open the car door and slipped inside. “Let’s go,” she said.