Chapter 400

Richard Lowell glared at Daniel's mocking expression. He grabbed the purple clay teapot from the coffee table and hurled it at him.

"How dare you! Who taught you to speak to your elders like that?"

The teapot grazed Daniel's temple, leaving a bloody gash.

He remained motionless, his piercing gaze locked onto his father.

"Was I wrong?"

The only sister he acknowledged was Sophia Laurent.

Not that cuckoo bird who stole her nest.

Victoria Lowell stamped her feet anxiously, tears welling in her eyes.

"Must you fight at a time like this?"

With Sophia's fate still unknown, these two were already at each other's throats.

"Daniel, let Uncle Wang take you to the hospital."

She tugged at her husband's sleeve. "He's grieving. Don't provoke him further."

"Hmph!"

Richard shook off his wife's hand. "If they were all as sensible as Emily, would I need to lose my temper?"

"River Banquet" was about to premiere, elevating Emily Lowell's status.

Even better, Ryan Cunningham was utterly devoted to her, with Cunningham Group extending frequent olive branches.

At recent business galas, who didn't envy Richard for having such an accomplished daughter?

Compare that to his sons:

William Lowell drowning in corporate affairs;

Nathan Lowell drowning his sorrows in alcohol;

Christopher Lowell still running around for Sophia's sake;

And now Daniel's disgraceful behavior.

Thank goodness for Emily, their adopted daughter, maintaining the family's dignity.

As long as she brought benefits to the Lowells, what did it matter if she was adopted?

Victoria's expression wavered at his words.

She sighed heavily, worry etching her features.

"That girl this time... she's probably ruined for good."

Regardless of the truth, the internet had already sentenced Sophia to social death.

They called her shameless, said she deserved her suffering.

More vicious were the curses—

Claiming a gangster's bastard should miscarry to spare society the trouble.

Emily lowered her head to hide her smirk, her voice trembling with fake tears.

"Mom, netizens have short attention spans... If sister just lays low for a while..."

Victoria patted her hand. "What else can we do..."

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Meanwhile, Henry Chamberlain's investigative report lay on his desk.

"Mr. Chamberlain, 'Star Express' released the initial video. They specialize in celebrity scandals for clicks."

"Though infamous in the industry, they've broken enough true stories to amass a substantial following."

"When our legal team showed up, they panicked and immediately revealed their backer."

"All evidence points to Emily Lowell's personal assistant."

In other words, Emily was the architect of this cyberbullying campaign.

Henry closed the file. "Do we have all the evidence?"

Mr. Valdemar had just called—it was time to spring the trap.

His assistant handed over a USB drive. "Complete chat logs. Ironclad proof."