Chapter 258: Sophie Winslow Arrives and Goes Crazy! A Complete Fallout!

Chapter 258: Chapter 258: Sophie Winslow Arrives and Goes Crazy! A Complete Fallout!

Sophie Winslow looked at the old woman in front of her.

That face was almost flawless.

Anyone would see an elder who deeply doted on her junior, an image completely at odds with the woman who had set her up with a scumbag—ruining her life—and callously handed her a fake divorce certificate.

In this man-eating den that was the Sterling family, if you looked closely, no one was fit to be seen.

They were all half-human, half-ghost.

Sophie let out an unprompted chuckle. Her eyes were full of mockery, displayed openly and unapologetically.

Madam Sterling felt uncomfortable upon seeing her expression and slowly frowned. "Sophie, what is that expression? If you’re dissatisfied with something, you can say it directly."

Sophie observed Madam Sterling’s expression.

It was nothing more than valuing her current status, wanting to keep her tied down to profit the Sterling family, turning her into fodder for them to manipulate at will.

Yet, the old woman had to put on a facade of doing it for Sophie’s own good, as if it were a bestowed favor.

She laughed aloud.

Julian Sterling looked at her, his dark eyes unreadable.

She was clearly in a different state than usual.

Sophie walked to the wine table two steps away, picked up a glass of champagne, tilted her head back, and downed it in one gulp.

Julian’s gaze followed her.

Madam Sterling frowned, disliking Sophie’s overly ostentatious behavior, which lacked the demureness of a lady. Just as she opened her mouth to speak, Sophie finished the drink, raised her hand high, and viciously smashed the empty glass onto the marble floor.

CRASH.

The piercing sound of shattering glass was jarring against the melodious background music, perfectly timed to maximize the attention of the surrounding guests.

Sophie’s destructive display caused Madam Sterling’s eyes to widen. She asked in disbelief, "Sophie, what are you doing? Stop making a scene."

Sophie wiped the residual wine from her lips with a finger, feeling the gazes from all directions.

Including Julian’s.

Not far away, Judith Jacobs, who had been socializing with the guests, walked over. With a cold face, she scolded, "Sophie, what sort of behavior is this? Are you drunk before you’ve even had a drink?"

When the wine glass shattered, flying shards had scratched the back of Sophie’s hand, but she didn’t care. Nor did she pay any attention to Judith.

Ensuring that everyone was paying attention to this side, she finally looked at Julian and enunciated every word clearly, "I, Sophie Winslow... and Julian Sterling, have suffered a breakdown in our relationship!"

Her resounding words echoed in the surroundings.

They reached everyone’s ears.

Those who had just recognized her as the famous professor exceptionally appointed by Kingsford University didn’t even have time to rein in their pleasant surprise before it was replaced by shock.

A flicker of emotion seemed to flash in Julian’s eyes. As he looked at Sophie’s face, it resembled surprise, or perhaps something else.

Madam Sterling was even more astounded, looking at Sophie in disbelief.

"Sophie!" she shouted sternly, trying to stop her.

But Sophie maintained that half-smiling expression, meeting Julian’s deep, obscure eyes. "The glory, disgrace, rise, and fall of the Sterling family have absolutely nothing to do with me. Since everyone is here today, I might as well ask you all to be my witnesses."

Her destructive posture caused Madam Sterling’s expression to change drastically.

Charles Sterling, who had just rushed over, hadn’t expected the situation to unfold like this. He asked, "With so many guests around, Sophie, what are you trying to do?"

Sophie looked at him, her gaze icy. "I don’t have the great ability to serve as a massive fig leaf for the Sterling family. Nor am I as ’dignified’ as you, Charles—able to maintain a facade of harmony even when your own fiancée falls in love with your older brother."

GASP!

Sophie’s words were akin to ripping open a gaping hole for everyone to peek through, allowing them a full view of the grotesque ugliness hidden within.

The guests heard her loud and clear. Startled, they immediately shifted their gazes between Julian and Charles.

A younger brother’s fiancée and the older brother... Wasn’t that incestuous?

Yet Sophie continued to pile on the weight. "Everyone should be familiar with the female lead of this drama. The famous Miss Sutton."

Charles’s expression morphed dramatically, darkening in an instant. "Sophie! Are you crazy?!"

He wasn’t the only one.

Madam Sterling and Barbara Coleman were so bludgeoned by Sophie’s revelations that they nearly fainted from anger.

Sophie hadn’t come today to win glory for the Sterling family at all! She was here to crash the party, drag the Sterling family’s reputation into the mud, and turn them into a laughingstock!

How dare she expose them in public?

She had explicitly been told to keep her mouth shut!

Stella Sutton had just arrived at the doorway when she heard Sophie’s declaration.

The smile that had been hanging on her face stiffened.

She looked at Sophie in near terror.

What was Sophie trying to do? Did she want to destroy everyone? By publicly exposing her identity, how could Stella ever smoothly marry Julian?!

No matter how composed Madam Sterling usually was, she was trembling with rage now. "Enough! Julian, take Sophie down to rest and calm down."

From beginning to end, Julian acted like an outsider.

Even though the fire was burning right at his feet.

Even though Sophie’s actions were shaking the core interests of the Sterling family.

Even though the family’s dignity was being trampled into the mud.

His gaze shifted downward slowly, indifferently landing on the back of Sophie’s hand, which had been cut by the glass shards.

Then, his gaze moved back up to her reddened eyes.

He walked toward her step by step, his shoes crunching over the broken glass she had smashed. It wasn’t until he stood directly in front of her that he apathetically ordered someone nearby, "Bring me a bandage."

A nearby waiter snapped back to his senses, hastily dug into his pocket, and handed a bandage to Julian.

Julian didn’t seem to care how chaotic the venue had become.

He peeled open the bandage and grabbed Sophie’s wrist directly.

With a frosty expression, Sophie struggled fiercely.

But his grip only tightened.

Her meager strength was no match for him.

Julian was strong and gave her no chance to dodge. Clamping down on her hand, engaging in a silent contest of strength against her resistance, he carefully applied the bandage over her wound bit by bit.

He met her gaze, his eyes crystal clear. "Satisfied?"

Sophie merely replied, "Not even close."

What else did she have to fear?

Her goal was to completely sever all ties with the Sterling family today!

Standing at the doorway, Stella could see Julian bandaging Sophie’s hand while gripping her wrist. Her expression was ugly. She despised Sophie for wanting to destroy everyone, but she also couldn’t bear seeing Sophie and Julian entangled in public. Throwing caution to the wind, she was about to rush over.

However, she hadn’t taken more than a few steps before someone forcefully yanked her away.

When she got a clear look at the person, she realized it was Charles.

His pride had been equally trampled on.

He pinched Stella’s chin with a gloomy expression. "What are you going in there for? Trying to use this opportunity to cement the rumors and force my brother into publicly announcing his relationship with you? How can you be so shameless?"

Stella didn’t dare provoke Charles, but her chin ached terribly. "Don’t touch me!" she said.

"What? You’ve never been in my bed before? Why act coy?" Charles patted her cheek. "I don’t care what methods you used to make my brother fall for you, but don’t delude yourself into thinking you can profit from today’s chaos."

Exposed, Stella’s expression contorted.

Charles pinched her face viciously. "Like I said, the score between us is far from settled."

Stella’s eyes flickered with astonishment.

Inside the venue, the chaos persisted.

Sophie knew that Julian treating her wound was merely to maintain his public image.

But at least she had achieved her goal for today.

Causing this massive scene was her way of publicly parting ways with the Sterling family.

By airing their private grievances, the Sterlings could no longer dream of keeping her tied down.

In that case, withholding her divorce certificate would no longer yield them any advantageous leverage.

Julian released Sophie at the appropriate moment. He wasn’t enraged like the rest of the Sterling family. Even now, he remained composed, as if he cared about nothing at all.

A faint sneer tugged at the corner of his lips. "Thanks to you, the Sterling family is going to be rather lively for a while."

Sophie didn’t care about offending the Sterling family. "Then please refrain from bothering me in the future."

Judith, seething with anger, stomped over. "Are you out of your mind?! Such disgraceful behavior! What good does making a scene like this do for you? Can you bear the consequences of offending the Sterling family?"

Since Sophie had acted with the sole intention of severing all ties with the Sterlings, she naturally showed no mercy.

She coldly fired back with biting sarcasm, "You slept your way up by climbing into your own brother-in-law’s bed. What right do you have to judge my behavior as disgraceful?"