Poof! Wife Status, ERASED

Chapter 25: None of It Concerned Her Anymore

"She…"

After all, she was her biological mother. What if she had learned about her daughter's pregnancy and wanted to see her?

Christopher Holt guessed her thoughts and wrapped an arm around her waist to explain.

"Daniel Vanderbilt's birth mother and your mother were close friends abroad. If I'm not mistaken, she returned for two reasons—to persuade me to spare the Vanderbilt Group and to exploit your sympathy to secure partnerships for her stepson."

Sophia frowned. Her memories of her mother were still frozen in childhood, but she trusted Christopher's words.

"But why would she think coming to me would work?"

"Because Daniel gave her a ruthless ultimatum—if you refused, she was to publicly deny ever giving birth to twins in front of reporters and media, exposing you as Sophia Roberts and destroying your career."

Sophia fell silent for a long moment. Still, she wanted to take the gamble—to bet on her mother's conscience.

But sadly, she lost.

A woman who had abandoned her family for vanity would never soften for the daughter she had discarded.

After being rejected, Mrs. Song immediately held a press conference, declaring she had never given birth to twins and that Sophia Holt was, in fact, Sophia Roberts.

The scandal instantly thrust Sophia into the spotlight, but netizens were more outraged on her behalf.

She had devoted herself to endorsing a scumbag's company, only to be repaid with betrayal. She had poured her heart into charity, only to be stabbed in the back.

Now, after finally starting anew under a different identity, she was met with schemes from her own mother and others.

A pinned post from a devoted fan stood out starkly:

"We've loved and cherished her far more than you, an unfit mother, ever did. If you could recognize her, how could we not recognize the rose we've watched bloom? We stayed silent because all we wanted was her happiness. But we won't allow anyone to slander her."

Reading those words, Sophia paused just as she was about to hold her own press conference.

Mrs. Song was swiftly booed offstage and slunk back overseas.

In truth, her life abroad had been harsh—chasing love to a foreign land, only to find the man was a married alcoholic who confiscated her passport and kept her under surveillance. She had to care for her stepson while supporting the household.

Before leaving, she visited Tranquil Court one last time, but Sophia refused to see her.

Once the scandal died down, Christopher acquired the Vanderbilt Group outright.

The Vanderbilt family, once a powerhouse in Oceanview City for centuries, had fallen.

What shocked Sophia even more was the fate of her dear uncle—hospitalized.

After ten days in the ICU, Isabella Thompson had been moved to a general ward. Faced with the exorbitant costs of treating a vegetative patient, her biological parents and brother refused to pay. Instead, they sneaked into her room and pulled her oxygen tube.

Born from ruthless circumstances, Isabella's family threw a tantrum outside the Song residence upon learning of her affair with her adoptive father, demanding compensation.

Uncle Robert, already embroiled in divorce proceedings with his wife over the scandal, suffered a spike in blood pressure and collapsed from a cerebral hemorrhage.

The Thompsons, never having witnessed such a scene, abandoned their extortion plans and fled. By the time the housekeeper returned from grocery shopping and called an ambulance, it was too late—Robert had missed the critical treatment window.

As the farce reached its end, Isabella's fingers twitched in her hospital bed.

Though vegetative, she could hear everything—her parents bartering her like goods, her brother suggesting they pull her life support, lamenting how unfortunate this trip to the city had been, and plotting to extort the old man who had slept with her.

At last, tears of regret streamed down Isabella's face.

Had she not betrayed Sophia, everything would have been different.

But now, she could only draw her final breath in endless remorse.

That same day, in the sunlit conservatory of Tranquil Court, Sophia excitedly grabbed Christopher's hand and pressed it to her belly.

"Look! The baby's kicking!"

Sunlight bathed them, love surrounded them.

As for the past?

None of it concerned her anymore.