Sophia had just gotten home when the TV began broadcasting news about her. On screen, she looked breathtakingly stunning.
She lifted her eyes and gave a mocking smile. The Morgan family must be losing their minds watching this. Even funnier—Andrew hadn't recognized that the woman at last night's gala was her. Going blind in old age?
Sure enough, chaos erupted inside the Morgan household.
"This is impossible! She's still alive? And she's Luna?"
"Didn't you see the interview on the news? How could that be fake?"
Susan's face turned pale as she snapped back, "Without us, how could she have even survived? And in just a few years, she's suddenly a world-renowned designer? It's a scam!"
Andrew's voice cut coldly through the air. "She is Luna. That's a fact carved in stone. And let me remind you, Susan—if we breach the contract, Morgan Group will owe double the penalty. Forty million dollars."
