Chapter 5
Chapter 5
Waber kept straling glances at Sophia’s reflection in the rearview mirror.
Most people, even those used to wealth, would show at least a flicker of awe when entering the exclusive Virelia Supreme neighborhood.
But not Sophia. Her face remained serene, her gare calm and detached, as if the grand display of affluence was nothing more than background noise. Her dark eyes, deep and untroubled like a starry night, revealed no trace of emotion
Walter felt a jolt of surprise.
This young woman… she had an air about her. Her presence mirrored the appearance of the Foster family patriarch.
This must be what the Fosters expected from their eldest daughter.
Now Walter understood why the family couldn’t stand Miss Stewart.
Walter munered to himself under his breath, the thought slipping out before he could stop it.
Sophia’s voice broke the silence, sharp and steady. “How many people are at home now?”
Walter froze, startled; he thought she heard him muttering. He scrambled to compose himself. “Tight now, only your grandfather is home. Your father is busy with work and seldom visits. You have six older brothers, but family rules dictate they rarely stay here either,”
“What about my mother?” Sophia asked, her voice quiet but probing
Walter’s tone grew heavy. “She passed away shortly after giving birth to you”
Sophia lowered her gaze, her long lashes casting faint shadows over her cheeks,
So, she didn’t have a mother.
“Miss Roscente, I’m so sorry, but please remember, your father, grandfather, and six big brothers love you just as much,” Walter said, his voice softening. For the first time, he caught a fleeting glimpse of something vulnerable behind Sophia’s composed exterior.
But when she lifted her head again, her expression was as unreadable as ever. She even joked a bit, “So the house is a boy boarding school now?”
Walter nodded. “Yes, miss. You’re the only lady in the family. You’ll certainly be cherished by the EIGHT Mr. Roscentes.”
“Well, fingers crossed” Sophia’s gaze shifted to a burlap sack in the corner of the car. She brushed her fingers against the straw peeking out. “Did Grandpa prepare this?”
Walter chuckled awkwardly. “He’s too busy. I prepared it myself under his instructions”
Sophia immediately grasped the situation.
Chloe had also been the Roscente family’s only lady, yet she hadn’t even been allowed into the main house, She’d grown up believing the Roscentes were poor, living a life devoid of the privilege her birth should have afforded her
It was clear that being female in the Roscente family didn’t count for much.
Now, even as the true daughter returned home, her reception felt lukewarm.
Walter’s subtle hints suggested that she was allowed into the main house only because she was older now. They no longer needed to “test” her
Sophia didn’t let it bother her.
Her time with the Stewarts had taught her not to cling to the idea of familial love
What mattered now was whether the Roscentes could provide her with a stable, peaceful life. If they could offer her even that much, it would
suffice.
Twenty minutes later, the car turned onto a quiet, tree–lined avenue and came to a stop in front of an imposing gir
Sophia craned her neck slightly, taking in the sprawling mansion beyond. It resembled a castle, its sheer grandeur oozing wealth and power, as if the air itselfcarried its opulence…
Walter, eager to impress, spoke up. “This is the main house. Besides this, there are five other villas in the neighborhood, all belonging to the family”
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Sophia had known the Roseentes were weahhy, but this This was a whole different level.
Walter led Sophia into the grand estate, where uniformed guards at the entrance bowed deeply as they passed.
“Miss Roscenter” they greeted her in unison.
The further they walked, the more greetings followed. Servants they encountered all stopped to acknowledge her with the same level of respect…
Sophia’s expression remained composed, and she returned their greetings with polite nods, unruffled by the attention.
Walter noticed her poise. The more he observed her, the more she reminded him of Edward Roseente, the family patriarch, Sophia carried herself with the same quiet authority
He guided her upstairs to a room on the second floor. “Miss Roscente, this will be your room. Other than the study, you’re free to go wherever you like in the house.”
He didn’t take her to her grandfather, which made Sophia a bit curious. Yet, she made no comment about that.
From what she’d pieced together, the famed patriarch of the Roscente family had little personal interest in her.
Sophia simply nodded. Then she opened the door, and stepped into her new room
Though the Rascentes hadrit welcomed her warmly, they treated her far better in terms of comfort than the Stewarts ever had.
The bedroom had clearly been prepared with care. It was spacious and extravagantly decorated, leaning toward a tender, modern aesthetic drenched in lavish pink hues. Every detall screamed wealth.
Sophia wasn’t particularly attached to her surroundings, and the sugary decor didn’t bother her. She glanced around briefly and said, “Thank you, Walter
Waher was taken aback that she’d guessed he was behind the room’s design. He gave a sheepish laugh. Tim glad you like it.”
Sophia then asked casually, “About the two sacks in the car–since the Stewarts don’t want them, may I keep them myself!”
Walter nodded quickly. “Of course. I’ll have them brought to your room right away.”
Sophia spent the next three days at the Roscente mansion
During that time, she never met her grandfather.
That suited her just fine
On the third day, a sleek, limited–edition Maybach pulled up to the estate. An old man stepped out, clad in a sharply tailored black suit.
His face was cold and chiseled, his eyes sharp with the weight of authority. He moved with the assured precision of someone accustomed to absolute control.
“Sir.”Walter greeted with the utmost deference.
This was Edward, the head of the Roscente family.
With his hands clasped behind his back, Edward strode toward the house, his tone as icy as his demeanor. “You brought HER back?”
“Yes, sir,” Walter replied. “She arrived three days ago. She has been very well–behaved–spending most of her time in her room, the garden, or the dining room.”
Edward’s expression remained unreadable. He nodded slightly. “Good. She should knew her place!
The Rascentes had always valued discipline over sentiment. Edward had never met Sophia for even once, so to be an understatement
ay be had no love f say
for her wouldn’t
To Edward, bringing Sophia back was simply an obligation, nothing more.
Providing
widing her with shelter and sustenance was enough to fulfill his duty.
He had no intention of meeting her and was already on his way to the study.
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Walter hesitated, watching Edward’s retreating figure. After a moment’s internal struggle, he spoke up. “Sir… over the past few days, she has been eating alone in the dining room. She seems very… lonely”
Edward stopped mid–stride and turned slowly, his piercing gaze freezing Walter in place.
Walter swallowed hard before continuing. “I just thought… She has gone through a lot of hardship and neglect while living with the Stewarts. Now that she’s home, she might be hoping for a sense of belonging.”
He bowed his head deeply. “Since you brought her back, sir, perhaps it would be good to see her–at least once.”
Edwards eyes
narrowed. “You’re overstepping, you know. That’s so not YOU”
Walter’s voice grew quieter. “It would be better for everyone, sir.”
After a long, heavy pause, Edward turned without a word and cinered the study
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