Chapter 177

Vivian gasped.

"Evelyn is a de Arma? Shouldn't that be Miranda?"

"That's why the Laurent family is helping Vivian. She pretended to be Miranda and went to them. That woman has no shame."

"Nathan, I—"

"Your mother was Miranda de Armas?" Nathan's icy stare cut through her like a blade, sending chills down her spine.

Vivian's legs nearly buckled beneath her.

Nathan narrowed his eyes. "I distinctly recall Miranda being Evelyn's mother. Isn't yours Laura? Pathetic. You’re still grasping for things that aren’t yours."

Hadn’t she already stolen Evelyn’s identity once before?

Now she was trying the same trick again. Nathan was disgusted—relieved he had seen through her deception before it was too late. The thought of being fooled by her made his skin crawl.

Vivian reached out, desperate. "Nathan, please—"

He stepped back as if she were poison. "Don’t touch me with those filthy hands. You’ll never measure up to Evelyn. Not in this lifetime."

Humiliation burned through Vivian. She trembled violently, teeth sinking into her lip hard enough to draw blood.

"Stealing what isn’t yours won’t change anything. Sooner or later, you’ll lose it all."

Nathan turned and walked away without a second glance.

Vivian collapsed to the floor, her fists clenched so tightly her nails dug into her palms.

Hatred burned in her eyes. "Evelyn… I’ll make sure you disappear for good."

That afternoon…

Soul Studio was locked in a legal battle with Millennial Gemstone.

Twitter exploded with outrage after Millennial Gemstone refused to pay the penalty fees for breaching their contract.

Netizens mocked them relentlessly, branding them as arrogant corporate bullies who underestimated a rising competitor.

A lawyer’s letter arrived swiftly—demanding double the compensation outlined in the contract, payable within three days.

The contract was posted online, undeniable proof of their breach. Every signature, every stamp—authentic.

Millennial Gemstone had agreed to the terms, yet now they were trying to weasel out. The internet crowned their CEO "Debtor Peterson" overnight.

The backlash forced Millennial Gemstone to issue a public apology.

Though the Laurents had pressured suppliers to cut ties with Soul Studio, none dared follow Millennial Gemstone’s lead—not after seeing the consequences.

Hiring the elite attorneys from Royal Legal Firm proved one thing: Soul Studio had powerful backing.

Gregory entered the office with a satisfied smile. "Zoe, the other suppliers are back on board. Using Millennial Gemstone as an example worked perfectly."

No need to chase them down one by one. A single demonstration was enough to make them fall in line.

Evelyn smiled but couldn’t shake her curiosity. "Uncle Gregory… who exactly is Uncle Edmund?"

She had asked him for legal help, but the connections he provided were far beyond what she expected—heavyweights in the legal world.