Chapter 257

Margaret Hill's pupils constricted sharply. Her fingernails dug into her palms unconsciously.

An absurd thought exploded in her mind.

Could Evelyn Laurent be Victoria Langley's daughter?

She shook her head violently, leaving crescent-shaped marks on her palms.

Impossible.

That wretched girl's records clearly stated her parents were country bumpkins.

How could a prestigious family like the Langleys have rural roots?

Margaret took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down.

She must be overthinking things because of Evelyn's recent antics.

Smoothing her dress, she sat gracefully beside Vincent Lowell, her eyes gleaming with anticipation.

This was Harvard University's Awards Ceremony.

Only a select few parents received invitations.

And they were seated right beside the Langley family.

What did that signify?

Margaret's lips curved upward involuntarily.

Sophia had truly brought honor to the Lowell name this time.

The sound of footsteps grew louder across the field.

Sophia Lowell walked amidst the crowd, her face as pale as paper.

A sense of impending doom weighed on her.

But Lydia Montgomery and her clique clung to her like glue, leaving no chance to escape.

When she spotted Vincent in the audience, her blood ran cold.

Even worse—

Richard Langley sat right beside her father!

Victoria Langley sipped tea elegantly.

Behind her stood six imposing figures—the Langley brothers.

Sophia's legs trembled, barely supporting her weight.

She bit her lower lip hard to stifle a scream.

"Sophia, look!" Lydia tugged her arm excitedly. "Your whole family came!"

"This ceremony must be for you!"

"How enviable..."

The sycophantic chatter around her stabbed at Sophia's heart like knives.

She stood frozen, struggling to breathe.

Isabella Valentine strode past in stilettos.

Her red lips curled into a mocking smirk as she headed toward the Valentine seating.

"Harvard suddenly holding an awards ceremony?" Oliver Valentine frowned.

Isabella lounged in her seat, amusement glinting in her eyes. "Just wait for the show."

The field gradually filled with attendees.

Countless curious gazes lingered on the Langley family.

Whispers rippled through the crowd:

"Which elite family is that?"

"Are those Sophia Lowell's parents in the middle?"

"Those six gorgeous men behind them must be her brothers. Unbelievable..."