Chapter 97

Fine. You win.

Hospital policy requires contacting family for accident victims.

I didn't want to worry my parents, so I had to give them your number.

Olivia Lopez sighed and pulled out her phone.

The screen was shattered and black. It couldn't receive any calls.

Sophia Sullivan finally understood why it had been off.

How are you? Are you feeling okay?

Passing the multi-car accident scene, Sophia was concerned for her friend's condition.

All the tests were done. Everything's normal.

I can be discharged once the paperwork is finished.

Sophia breathed a complete sigh of relief.

Olivia only had a small bag with her.

They finished settling the bill and were about to leave.

They ran straight into Victoria Roscente.

Isabella Langley was with her.

They were talking with their heads close together. Victoria was smiling, and Isabella was nodding along.

They looked perfectly harmonious.

Victoria advised, "Be more careful from now on. Avoid any bumps."

Isabella replied obediently, "Don't worry, I'll be very careful."

Olivia sneered. "No wonder the mistress is so brazen. She has the scumbag's mom backing her up."

Victoria was seeing Sophia for the first time in half a year.

She wasn't the downcast mess Victoria had imagined. Instead, she looked well.

Isabella's steps faltered as she also saw Sophia.

She instinctively cradled the small of her back, pushing her stomach out slightly.

She initiated the greeting. "Sophia, what a coincidence? Fancy meeting you at the hospital."

Sophia's smile faded. She moved to step around them.

Isabella said, seemingly without thought, "My stomach's been bothering me lately. The check-up showed I'm pregnant."

Sophia stopped walking.

"I didn't expect it either. It was such a surprise."

"But for Ethan, it's the most wonderful news."

"It's still early. Not showing yet."

"I'm worried about going out later when my belly gets bigger. And all the food restrictions..."

Isabella chattered on with a smile.

Sophia turned. Her expression was calm. "Congratulations. But you don't need to tell me all this."

"But I wanted to share it with you..."

Olivia immediately exploded. "Share my ass! I've never seen a mistress so shameless! Think you're special because you're pregnant? Even a sow can get pregnant! What's there to boast about?"

"You should focus on tricking Ethan Roscente into marrying you before you start showing! You're playing a terrible hand poorly, and still have the nerve to disgust others? Are you stupid?"

"How... how can you say that..." Isabella bit her lip, tears welling in her eyes, looking utterly wronged.

Victoria immediately shielded her. "Miss Lopez, watch your language!"

Olivia gave a fake smile. "Sorry. I can't be polite to someone who's shameless and without a shred of decency."

"You!" Victoria felt personally attacked.

But she didn't dare retort. A retort would be an admission.

She could only glare furiously at Olivia.

If looks could kill, Olivia would be full of holes.

"Miss Lopez, you must... have some misunderstanding about me." Isabella looked up timidly, pitifully.

Olivia wasn't buying it. "Misunderstanding what? That you have shame? That you know decency?"

Victoria snapped, "Olivia Lopez, that's enough! I am your elder, after all."

"Oh, losing the argument so you pull rank? I've never bowed to pressure. Want to hear something even worse?"

Victoria was speechless.

"Alright, Olivia. Arguing is pointless. Don't bother."

Sophia couldn't be bothered with a war of words. What would winning prove?

Her mild tone and calm eyes were like a lit fuse. Victoria exploded.

"You're jealous, aren't you?" she sneered. "You were with Ethan for so many years with no result. Look how quickly Isabella got pregnant!"

"A barren hen can only deceive a young, foolish Ethan. Dreaming of entering the Roscente family? Keep dreaming!"

No wonder Victoria lost her composure. Sophia hadn't even given her a proper look. This disregard felt like an insult.

Before, she was the one who treated Sophia like air, and Sophia had to endure it.

Now the roles were reversed. The power was in Sophia's hands.

Victoria couldn't accept it.

It was like a dog that used to grovel at her feet suddenly jumped on the table, barking and biting her.

Sophia smiled. "Sorry, I don't have those dreams. Anyone who wants to can enter the Roscente family. Anyone who wants him can have your son. It's all nothing to do with me."

"You—"

Victoria's face turned purple with rage.

Isabella suddenly grabbed Sophia's hand. Her grip was strong.

Sophia didn't shake her off immediately.

Isabella said with sincere emotion, "Sophia, thank you for your blessing. Ethan, our child, and I will be a happy family of three."

Sophia's smile didn't change. "Good luck."

"Thank you."

Olivia rolled her eyes, grabbed Sophia, and walked away.

As they left, she ranted loudly—

"Does she think she's in a drama? 'Sophia'... so fake. She's performing her own version of 'The Schemes of a Harem' all by herself! What a waste not being an extra!"

"Is Ethan Roscente blind? With a feast right in front of him, he goes for this coarse grain? Isn't he afraid of burning his throat?"

Sophia was silent.

"And Ethan's mother. Do the Roscentes have a royal throne to inherit? The Qing dynasty fell centuries ago! Does she really think the Roscente home is some paradise everyone wants to enter? Even if it was paradise, with her there, it'd turn into a filthy sewer!"

"'Barren hen'... She's watched too many toxic mother-in-law shorts and started identifying with the role?"

Olivia's tirade wasn't hushed. She deliberately drew out her words.

Isabella's face was ugly.

Victoria's expression was twisted. "Outrageous! How dare they!"

A passing young person gave her a strange look. "Is this auntie from some ancient family drama?"