Chapter 190
William Lowell's carefully constructed emotional appeal shattered with Sophia Laurent's single remark.
He suppressed his irritation, forcing a gentle smile onto his face.
"Sophia, your elder brother was too hasty before. Please don't take it to heart."
Sophia arched an eyebrow.
"William Lowell came specifically to apologize?"
She gave a light chuckle. "How extraordinary."
A flicker of discomfort crossed William's face.
"If you require it, I'll apologize right now."
His expression turned earnest. "We were wrong to neglect your feelings before."
Sophia observed his performance in silence.
What new scheme was this?
Interpreting her silence as acquiescence, William pressed on.
"Sophia, I saw those interview videos..."
His face contorted with feigned distress. "I never imagined your adoptive parents treated you so cruelly..."
"Oh." Sophia responded coldly.
Those videos had been an unplanned consequence.
Her original intention was merely to expose Derek Langley's true nature and reveal Emily Lowell's character to the Lowell family.
Emily's placement of Derek in Lowell Entertainment undoubtedly concealed deeper schemes.
She didn't believe a single word of William's hollow concern.
If the Lowells truly cared, they wouldn't have waited until now to show concern.
She hadn't forgotten how Richard Lowell and William had practically wanted to strangle her before.
William continued his act.
"Come home. This time we'll treat you properly."
His eyes brimmed with manufactured hope. "Give us a chance to make amends, won't you?"
Sophia met his expectant gaze and murmured, "Home?"
"Yes, home." William nodded eagerly.
Sophia smiled.
"You're right. It is time to go home. Excuse me."
William's eyes lit up.
"You'll return?"
Finally, he could rid himself of the company's mess.
Had he known it would be this easy, he would have come sooner.
Sophia found his delighted expression laughable.
"Poor memory, William? I'm Mrs. Valdemar now."
William's face froze.
"Sophia, you—"
Sophia opened her car door without hesitation.
"I'm visiting my husband at the sanatorium."
The curve of her lips held no warmth as she spoke.