Chapter 9: The First Rebellion Against Her

Twenty minutes later.

The car slowly came to a stop at Leer Manor.

Sophia, determined to handle things on her own, steadied herself and slowly emerged from the car, moving ahead in silence. Victor followed silently behind her, his eyes filled with concern.

Victor followed quietly behind her.

As soon as they stepped foot inside the house, a familiar voice echoed through the hallway. "Sophia!"

Emma was in the hallway, casually scrolling through her phone. She glanced up only when she heard someone coming in.

When she saw that it was Sophia, she immediately put on a fake concern and hurried over, embracing the little girl tightly. "You're finally back! Why did you run away without a reason? I was so worried! Are you okay? Did you get hurt?"

Her voice was filled with feigned concern, and her face displayed genuine worry.

Sophia was caught off guard by her sudden embrace and was momentarily stunned.

Emma's hypocritical voice echoed in her ears, and gradually, a cold indifference returned to Sophia's eyes.

Doesn't this woman really know why she ran away from home?

If it weren't for what she said to her in the morning, about how Daddy would stop liking her and scaring her, she wouldn't have run away secretly.

Thinking about the contrasting images of the caring and beautiful woman she met today and the fake face of Emma in front of her...

The comparison made it clear that woman genuinely cared for her.

But Emma, in front of her, was just pretending. The little girl suddenly found her extremely annoying.

She couldn't help but struggle.

"Sophia, what's wrong with you? Stay still, let me check if you're hurt."

Emma sensed the resistance from the little girl and calmly increased her strength, her tone helpless.

As Sophia was pinched by her, her struggle became more intense, her resistance more evident.

A hint of impatience flashed in Emma's eyes, almost imperceptible.

This little mute girl, whenever she was privately reprimanded by her in the past, would cower and remain silent.

This was the first time she dared to resist her!

If Victor wasn't present, Emma would never allow her to be so insolent!

Afraid of Victor noticing anything unusual, a glint of cunning flashed in Emma's eyes. She released her grip, following Sophia's force, and fell to the ground.

She looked at Sophia in astonishment and said, "Sophia... I know that you've never liked me, but I was really worried about you. Why did you..."

Sophia's voice trailed off, her eyes filled with a mixture of anger and disappointment.

Victor took off his coat and turned his head, just in time to witness this scene. Frowning, he pulled the little girl closer to him. “Sophia, Daddy knows you're upset, but it's not okay for you to take it out on Daddy. It's impolite to treat others that way, you know?”

His words only fueled Sophia's stubbornness and sense of injustice.

Daddy always takes her side, defending this wicked woman!

In a fit of anger, she forcefully shook off Victor's large hand and tightly embraced the doll in her arms, and swiftly made her way upstairs, seeking solace in her own sanctuary..

After the troublesome little mute girl left, Emma slowly got up from the ground and said softly, “Sophia has just returned and was probably scared outside. Don't blame her...”

Victor interrupted her words without much concern, “You can go back now. Sophia is still angry and probably doesn't want to see you.”

Emma's expression froze momentarily before she forced a smile and replied, “Alright, I'll come to see her another day.”

After finishing her sentence, she lowered her head and quickly walked away.

As she left Leer Manor, Emma's expression changed drastically.

That little brat, she actually returned! And she even dares to confront with her!

Why didn't she die out there!

What a pity!

...

Meanwhile, at Drunkard's Retreat, Isabelle deliberately lingered after Victor's departure.

Once the timing felt right, she emerged from the restaurant and hurriedly approached the waiting car.

“Are you alright?”

As soon as Olivia saw Isabelle, she immediately opened the car door for her. “Has he left?”

Isabelle stepped into the car, exhaling a sigh of relief. “Yes, he left. You wouldn't believe the way he looked at me, as if he could see through everything... I almost couldn't handle the pressure and would have revealed our secret.”

Grateful for Isabelle's assistance, Olivia smiled warmly. “Thank you. Shall we find another place to eat? It's my treat.”

Isabelle waved her hand. “No need, I packed up the leftovers. It's so difficult to get a reservation at that restaurant, so we should savor the food we have."