Reborn on Wedding Night: Flirting the Cold Bigshot into Blushes-Chapter 325: Sophie Allen’s Counterattack
A few people went to the third floor, Robert Reed handed Sophie’s suitcase to Emma Lewis, looking as if he didn’t care for Emma, turned around and entered one of the suites.
Actually, this also showed that Robert Reed had great trust in Emma Lewis.
Don’t be fooled by Emma Lewis’s typical negligence, when it comes to Sophie’s matters, she even remembers the baby lotion to apply after washing her face.
After entering the suite, Emma first gave Sophie a bath, didn’t wash her hair, as it was too late even if she dried her hair, there would still be moisture, which is unhealthy for children.
Emma changed Sophie into cute pajamas, untied her braids, and finally confirmed once again that Sophie had taken her medicine, then let her lie down.
"Alright, sleep now, good night," Emma said softly.
Sophie obediently closed her eyes to sleep.
Nancy Allen looked at the busy Emma with warmth, these should have been tasks for her to do.
She was very grateful to Emma and the teacher for everything they did for Sophie.
After Sophie fell asleep, Emma took Nancy to the living room.
With a settling-the-score attitude, he said, "Okay, tell me about the previous sudden departure from home! I’ve been so busy lately I didn’t have time to go back to Riverwood City to ask you, now you can tell me."
After Emma finished speaking, she even prepared paper and pen for Nancy, placing them in front of her.
Nancy just picked up the pen, Emma added, "Think before you write, don’t give me an evasive answer, you have to give me a reasonable explanation, this can’t just pass!"
Nancy had already confessed to Godfery Shaw, and didn’t plan to hide these matters anymore, she took the pen and wrote: "That day, Godfery Shaw was drunk, he said he liked me because I saved him when we were young, at that time I couldn’t remember it, I thought Godfery had mistaken me for someone else, I couldn’t accept it and escaped."
Emma watched with wide eyes, clearly didn’t expect things to be like this, eagerly asked, "Did you figure it out now?"
Nancy nodded, continued to write: "I figured it out, when I was young, I indeed met Godfery Shaw, but I didn’t manage to save him, yet he felt my appearance was his salvation."
Emma pondered for a while before commenting: "Turns out you guys were childhood friends, met when you were young, but Nancy, I have to tell you, when you encounter something, don’t think about avoiding it immediately, you... still flee."
Emma wanted to say a person who has died once, how can she still avoid things, but when the word died came out, she quickly took it back, always feeling it was unlucky to talk about death with Nancy.
Nancy listened obediently like a good student.
Seeing Nancy’s attitude, Emma didn’t say much more.
She pushed Nancy to take a bath, it’s late, and they should rest quickly, Nancy isn’t in good health, they can’t stay up like this.
...
The next day.
Early in the morning, the group went out.
Emma Nancy and Sophie, the three wore the family outfits Emma prepared.
Robert Reed saw it, his eyelids twitched: "Where’s mine?"
Emma said assuredly: "Mr. Reed, you’re already of a certain age, wearing family outfits, you should be more stable, you know, there are your old friends at the exhibition."
Robert Reed puffed his mustache, then gave up.
Mr. Parker’s status in the circle is no lower than Robert Reed, and he is better at socializing, has many friends in the circle.
His exhibition was very lively once organized.
When Sophie and others arrived, the venue was already bustling.
As soon as Robert Reed arrived, many people gathered around from the circle, Robert Reed seeing this, directly grabbed Sophie and started the pleasantries.
"Old Mr. Reed is quite a rare guest!"
"There are works by my granddaughter at the exhibition, of course, I had to come."
"Wondering if Old Mr. Reed has any new works lately."
"What are you saying? Are you asking which painting by my granddaughter I meant? I meant you guys."
"Good morning, Old Mr. Reed."
"How do you know my granddaughter’s painting was chosen by Mr. Parker?"
"..."
Sophie rubbed her forehead, she could hardly watch anymore.
She squeezed grandpa’s palm, signaled grandpa to boast a little more modestly.
Only then did Robert Reed cough twice and begin the pleasantries with the crowd.
Ignoring the many master-level paintings, he stood directly in front of Sophie’s painting.
Everyone in the circle knew Old Mr. Reed’s temper, and knew of Sophie, who had a small reputation, so they didn’t say anything, gave kind smiles.
But there are more than one genius child, not far away a lady led an eight or nine-year-old girl, showing dissatisfaction.
Her child was so much more excellent than the so-called Sophie, how come the industry figures didn’t come to ask about her child.
All surrounded that little girl flattering, simply to curry favor with Robert Reed.
The lady led the child, walked over to Robert Reed, said tartly: "It’s different having a master for guidance, the child really paints well, quite inherited from Master Reed, unlike my baby, relying entirely on her own efforts and talent, was selected by Mr. Parker with two paintings."
Sophie, even at a young age, could tell it wasn’t a good remark.
Those surrounding Robert Reed all looked over.
The remark was just short of explicitly saying Sophie had someone powerful backing her up doing tricks, while her child worked hard and was talented.
Led by the lady, the little girl in a princess dress proudly looked at Sophie: "My name is Amelia Goodman, surname Goo like in Goodman, Pearl like the gem, you’re called Sophie right, I look forward to your future standard, hopefully you won’t grow beyond your years at such a young age, you can borrow the light of Master Reed for a while, but not for a lifetime."
Compared to the other, Sophie wore an ordinary cotton short-sleeve bib pants, as Sophie was very active, her clothes were rather loose and comfortable, didn’t look formal at all.
One seemed to be attending a banquet, while the other seemed to be playing in their neighborhood.
But Sophie looked too good to be overshadowed even in burlap. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺
The lady didn’t stop her daughter’s harsh words, Robert Reed’s status in the circle was indeed high, but Sophie wasn’t really known as the wild child he picked up from somewhere, dressed like a beggar, putting on such airs for what.
Emma and Nancy were watching the exhibition, hearing the commotion, they came over.
The lady saw the two dressed in matching family outfits with Sophie, knew right away they weren’t easy to bully, looked slightly changed.
Robert Reed was faintly angry, and was about to step forward.
The lady saw this, led the child step back a couple of steps, nervously said: "What are you doing? Trying to bully with numbers? It’s just a child being playful and joking."
Sophie tugged at Robert Reed’s sleeve, indicated grandpa to stay calm.
Sophie looked at her grandpa, mom, Mrs. Lewis beside her, then stepped forward boldly.
Not backing down she addressed the older child: "Who are you? Why should I care about your expectations? Grandpa taught me that mocking others’ names isn’t nice, but I still want to say, you’re just called Amelia Goodman, but not really Victoria Goodman, one should know courtesy, right?"
Amelia’s proud face instantly changed.
But it didn’t end there.
Sophie walked to Amelia’s painting, seriously critiquing: "Your painting is very beautiful, detailed and disciplined, clearly took a lot of effort, but it’s too rigid, lacks the agility a child should have, of course, I’m not saying being rigid is bad, just that for a child, to be praised by adults, following their requirements precisely, really growing beyond your years."
After Sophie finished speaking, she looked back at her three supporters, whispered: "I used the phrase ’growing beyond one’s years’ correctly, right."
Nancy nodded.
Robert Reed showed composure.
Emma gave Sophie a thumbs up.
Sophie, surrounded by so many protective figures, taught attentively by Emma and Robert Reed, she was polite, but never one to be bullied.
