Subconsciously, she refused to believe in that possibility, not wanting to lose even this last bit of "advantage" in front of Elly Campbell.
"A bastard is a bastard, always unfit for the public eye. To boast with the things I've discarded as if they were treasures, don't you find that funny?"
Her words made Adam Jones, who stood outside, grow even more terribly dark in the face.
The things she didn't want?
She compared him to the things she didn't want?
Inside, Elly's low laughter came through, thick with sarcasm.
"Genetics is really fascinating—it's true you and your mother are alike, both fond of picking up what others have thrown away."
"Elly... Elly Campbell, you..."
Sophie Baker was completely defeated by Elly's words, despair in the depths of her eyes.
Elly straightened her clothes that had wrinkled a bit during the recent tussle and walked out of the restroom, looking up to see Adam Jones standing outside, his face ashen.
