"Old man, how can you marry off Sophia, our greatest beauty, to that poor man? Is your brain rotten or what?"
Her anger grew.
"My beautiful granddaughter can never marry a lowlife. She will marry Chris Roland! He’s wealthy and powerful, and can secure our family's future."
"Chris Roland?" Abraham frowned.
That hypocritical playboy?
"Don’t you know Jerry Roland?" Lady Lancaster snapped.
"He works for Alfred Kingston, who practically owns Vancouver. Chris is his only son. Marrying him ties our family to the Kingstons!"
Sophia’s parents also looked at Alex, and a dissatisfied frown crept onto their faces.
Alex wore a simple shirt typically seen on people of the lower-middle class, cheap and old shoes sold on the street, nothing about him screamed wealth.
If Chris Roland was the young rich man with a company, this man was probably Chris’s cleaning service, paid with the lowest salary.
Thinking their daughter would marry this loser already made their anger rise to the peak.
“No way,” Florence Lancaster, Sophia's mother, whispered. “I will never agree. What will my friends say about my son-in-law? This man will drag my name into the mud!"
"Father," Justin Lancaster, Sophia's father, spoke. "Mother is right; how about we let Sophia decide her own future?"
"Grandfather, I don’t want to marry yet," Sophia hurriedly added.
Abraham shook his head.
"I’m not dead yet—so what is decided is decide."
"Abraham!"
Lady Lancaster's desperation turned to anger.
"Imagine the Lancaster family with Kingston ties! Even after you’re gone, our family would thrive! Don’t you care about your descendants? How can you ruin the Lancaster name for that loser!"
“Sophia will never marry him!" Lady Lancaster insisted. "This is all for Lancaster's future!"
"You know nothing, Amelia!"
Abraham looked at his wife and everyone, “Alex is the man I chose, you better keep your mouth shut and your comments to yourself until you know him.”
“I don’t agree!” Amelia yelled out her decision.
There was Chris Roland, a wealthy and promising young man, who could bring the Lancaster Family unimaginable glory and endless fortune ...
...
yet her husband ignored Chris and chose to treat a piece of junk like a treasure!He must be too old and out of his mind!
“Amelia, do you want me to sign divorce papers for you at our old age?”
Lady Lancaster's face turned pale.
“All of you, I am still the head of Lancaster,” Abraham commanded.
“Sophia, you will marry Alex today. You’ll be grateful for my decision one day!”
From his tone, all of them knew there was no point in arguing anymore.
Even Sophia accepted her fate and sighed.
They all knew Abraham Lancaster could sometimes be harsh and would not tolerate any disrespect.
In about an hour and a half, in a very awkward situation, Sophia and Alex successfully signed all the paperwork and obtained their marriage certificates from the government marriage agency.
Only Abraham showed a big smile when looking at the certificate.
The great Alexander Leonhart finally became his grandson.
He would brag to the Kingswell’ people he knew, sure that many would be green with envy.
Meanwhile, Sophia was still disappointed as she married a worthless man.
‘He can have the marriage certificate but not me!’ Sophia inwardly screamed.
But thinking that loser already got his body, Sophia quickly added, ‘He will never get my heart and my money.’
“Sophia,” Abraham turned to her. “Help him blend in with Vancouver life, show him the many places you used to hang out with your friends.”
The first thing on Sophia's mind when making the marriage certificate was to keep everything secret, yet her grandfather wanted her to show him off?
A mischievous
plan suddenly formed in her mind.“Yes, Grandfather. I will HELP HIM BLEND IN.”
She would let Alex see how he was not worthy of her and let go of her.
Alex sighed.
He didn’t like to force anyone, but somehow his mother's fate was likely in this woman's hands, so he had to follow through.
"Cheer up a bit, will ya? It’s not the end of the world!"
Sophia scowled at him, "Marrying you, the biggest braggart in the world, is already the end of the world for me!"
"Honestly, I am not a bragg—"
"Yes, you are! And you are a loser, jobless and worthless!"
"No, I am not," Alex corrected her.
“I do have a job, I am a doctor, with the title of God’s Hand.”
"Oh, keep bragging! You really have no shame." Sophia scolded.
"Listen, I am doing my grandfather’s wish to take you around, but that’s all. This marriage will not work out even in a thousand years. So, stop daydreaming!”
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At dawn, Sofina rose before the sun and dressed in a rush. Today was her first official day as deputy.Her nerves buzzed like fire in her chest as she wanted to go meet the village leaders and the merchants under Baroness Wolfsbane’s command.The Wolfsbanes might not be wealthy, but they owned a small mining town—one that didn’t cover much land, yet its veins ran deep with rare ore, valuable enough to keep the Baroness’s domain alive.If Eden’s group agreed to buy directly from them, the price of their ore would soar. It could change everything—new tools, new homes, better lives.Sofina prayed she could make it happen.Meanwhile, as Alex buttoned his worn jacket, he looked at Sofina with a crooked grin.“Dear,” he said softly, “since we got married, I’ve never given you any jewelry.”Sofina froze, eyes wide in surprise. “You don’t need to give me anything,” she said, smiling faintly. “Having you beside me already makes my life wonderful.”Alex chuckled, brushing a bit of dust off his
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“I chose…” Baroness Wolfsbane faltered, then drew a hard, rattling breath.Her mind spun, laying out outcomes like cards on a table. She counted them, then made her call.“Listen to me, you bastard—Rosenheim!” she snapped, the name cracking across the room like a rifle shot.“You ought to know,” she said, eyes aflame, “when I was young there was only one Saint-Claire—Marquis Saint-Claire. No Rosenheim. Only a poor servant with the name Rosenheim.” Her words struck the air like a war drum.“My granddaughter Sofina is married to Alexander Saint-Claire. He is the rightful heir of the Marquis Saint-Claire. You—Rosenheim, ungrateful servant and thief—how dare you lift a hand and make me your enemy? Do you think I fear you? You are nothing but a thief.”Silence fell. Even Alex’s breath caught. As he watched the woman who had hated him to the bone turn, in an instant, into his fiercest ally.Katarina’s face went hard. Fury stole color into her cheek.“Want to die, old woman? You reek of eart
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Beatrix’s cheek burned where the slap landed, but she kept her head down.This wasn’t the place to explode. Not in front of the Baroness Wolfsbane. Not when her monthly payment still came from her.Outwardly, she forced a look of remorse; inside, fury boiled like acid. For now, she swallowed her pride.Baroness Wolfsbane turned toward Sofina Scheinwald, desperation in her voice.“Sofina Scheinwald, please—I beg you. You’re the deputy of the Wolfsbane family now. Explain this to Miss Von Adler. If you don’t, we’re finished!”Sofina’s eyes shifted to Beatrix. Her voice was calm, cold.“I remember what I said, Beatrix. If you want me to reopen the deal with the Eden Group, you’ll kneel. If not, then forget it.”Beatrix’s jaw tightened. It was one thing to endure the Baroness’s scoldingBut Sofina—the woman she hated most—daring to demand her to kneel?Never. She would rather watch the Wolfsbane legacy burn to ashes.“Who the hell do you think you are!” Beatrix roared.But before she coul
Chapter 467
Annabella’s eyes blazed. “Who the hell do you think you are—talking like that to a Baroness?” she shouted.Countess Marlena didn’t reply. She just flicked her gaze toward one of her men. The executive understood instantly.He stepped forward, towering over Annabella, raised his hand, and struck her across the face with brutal force.The crack echoed. Annabella hit the marble floor hard, blood spraying from her mouth, two of her teeth skittering away like pearls.“And who the hell are you,” the man growled, “to scream in front of a Countess? Learn your place.”Alex turned his eyes toward Baroness Wolfsbane. His tone dripped with venom. “If you’re not going to kneel, then get out of our way.”He grabbed Sofina’s hand and pulled her past the Baroness. As they walked away, he leaned close and whispered, “Enjoy watching Wolfsbane burn.”The Baroness—always so regal, always towering above others—suddenly broke. She seized Countess Marlena’s hand, desperation flooding her voice.“Please,” sh
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The hall went dead quiet. Baroness Wolfsbane stood frozen, her face pale with disbelief.Sofina—always calm, always controlled—was now blazing like a storm. Every guest turned toward her, unable to look away. The room was thick with tension, the kind of silence that loves a scandal.“You!” Beatrix shouted, her voice cracking with rage. “How dare you call your grandmother an old bastard! No wonder—marrying a lowly bastard made you one too. Even your mouth reeks of it when you speak!”“Why not?” Sofina snapped back. “She promised me the deputy seat of the Wolfsbane family if I secured the collaboration with the Eden Group. And I did—every deal, every signature. I made it happen.”Her glare shifted toward Beatrix. “But what did she do? She handed the title to you. Tell me that isn’t betrayal. Tell me that isn’t dishonor. You old liar—you’ve got no honor left in your blood.”Baroness Wolfsbane slammed her cane against the marble floor. “How dare you question my honor! I intended to make y
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Before Heinrich could reach Sofina, Eve hurled its large, egg-shaped body forward, intercepting his knife mid-swing.“Where do you think you’re pointing that weapon?” Eve snarled, its voice sharp and metallic.In the next heartbeat, its small hand shot out like lightning. The slap cracked through the hall — a brutal, echoing strike that sent three of Heinrich’s teeth skittering across the marble floor.He dropped hard, clutching his bleeding mouth, moaning in agony.“Sofina Scheinwald—please!” he cried, his voice cracking with panic. “I’m sorry! I never should’ve spread those lies about you! Please, forgive me! Help me—call off the suit, talk to the police, just save me!”Before anyone could respond, a police drone descended from above with a mechanical hum.“Suspect located. Engaging restraint,” it announced coldly.A sharp electrical crack filled the air as the drone’s taser hit Heinrich. His body jerked violently, muscles seizing, eyes rolling back before he collapsed flat on the g
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