Chapter 167

Sophia Lowell stood before the clinic mirror, her fingertips lightly brushing the bandage on her neck.

The memory of her necklace being snatched away flashed relentlessly in her mind.

Who was it?

She bit her lower lip, Ethan Sullivan's indifferent face surfacing in her thoughts.

It couldn't be him.

Ethan had seen that necklace before, yet he'd always treated her with detached politeness.

Evelyn Laurent's face suddenly intruded into her consciousness.

Sophia's fingers clenched abruptly.

That necklace had originally belonged to Evelyn.

Had Ethan discovered the truth?

The thought sent a chill down her spine.

Sebastian Royston, that lunatic, had ordered her to get close to Ethan—but now...

Her phone buzzed inside her purse.

Seeing Margaret Hill's name on the caller ID, she took a deep breath before answering.

"Mom."

"Sophia, your father's condition has worsened..." Margaret's voice trembled with tears. "The company—"

"The company is being managed," Sophia interrupted. "The Sullivan heir is overseeing it."

After hanging up, she let out a cold laugh.

The Lowell Group had long been mostly under Sebastian's control.

These so-called family members were nothing but dead weight.

She unlocked her phone, and a charity donation notification popped up.

An anonymous donation of fifty million.

The signature bore only a single word: "Lowell."

Sophia's eyes lit up.

Sebastian was a viper—she couldn't stake all her hopes on him.

But if she could secure Ethan's favor...

Staring at that surname, a bold plan took shape in her mind.