That was exactly what Evelyn meant. She lowered her head, her eyes filled with disappointment. “Sophia, that''s not it. I just feel like your attitude toward me has changed. You don''t dote on me like you used to. I liked you so much before because you treated me like your own daughter, willing to indulge and spoil me. But your behavior today has left me very disappointed."


    She understood everything clearly in her heart, but she truly disliked her mother''s strict discipline and the constant pressure to work hard.


    Her family was already rich; she was born into money. Why did she have to work so hard to earn more?


    Why did she have to work hard at all? She much preferred to work hard at enjoying the life she wanted.


    Now that her father''spany had lost her mother''s support, she couldn''t go on shopping sprees like before.


    Although her mother was strict about her studies, she wasn''t restrictive when it came to money. As long as Evelyn liked something, her mother wouldn''t say no. In fact, she would even have new season clothes prepared for her every quarter.


    The more she thought about it, the clearer everything became, and the more frightened she grew.


    She was afraid her mother had truly given up on her.


    Her father never really paid much attention to her.


    Sophia smiled and patted her on the shoulder. "Evelyn, it''s not that I don''t dote on you like I used to. It''s just that we need to help your father get through this difficult time."


    Hearing this, Evelyn smiled. She knew it, she hadn''t made the wrong choice. Sophia would always be good to her.


    "Natalie."


    Evelyn heard a familiar voice and whipped her head toward the source. It was her mother.


    Natalie, who had paused to eavesdrop on the drama, was surprised to hear Melissa Grant''s voice.


    She was in a wheelchair, but she looked well. Her assistant was pushing her. Natalie was surprised. "Ms. Grant, I was just on my way to your house."


    Melissa Grant smiled and exined, “I came to buy you a gift to thank you for saving me. I wasn''t sure what to get, but since it''s so cold, I thought I''d buy you a few coats."


    Natalie shook her head with augh.


    "Ms. Grant, please don''t be so


    formal I''m a fashion designer-


    myself, so I have plenty of clothes at


    home You don''t need to spend so much."


    Melissa Grant looked troubled. “No, that won''t do. I insist on getting you a gift; it will make me feel better."


    Natalie fell silent.


    Her kindness was hard to refuse.


    "Ma''am, how about this? We can go to your house to talk, or perhaps we could coborate."


    Since she wanted to repay the favor, it might as well be through work.


    Mrs. Wilson smiled. "Alright. I know you''re a designer now. As it


    happens, mypany has been


    focusing on livestream sales for the


    past couple of years, and our clothes are selling very well. Dalso love yourpany''s clothes, so why don''t we discuss that?"


    She liked this young woman. Her eyes were clear, and she had courage.


    Natalie loved the idea. "Great! Let''s go now, then."


    The group left the mall.


    Watching her mother speak so kindly to Natalie, and evening to buy her gifts, made Evelyn''s anger surge She felt an inexplicable fire roaring up inside her.


    Sheughed in fury. "Did she forget about her own daughter that quickly?"


    Evelyn quickly chased after them, feeling as if Natalie was about to steal the affection that rightfully belonged to her.


    Sophia watched Evelyn''s brainless antics and rolled her eyes in frustration. Dragging her out to shop on such a cold day—the girl was insane.


    Mr. Wilson was going bankrupt, and her hopes were about to be dashed again.


    Why had everything suddenly be so difficult?


    Nathan had promised her he would take everything from Sebastian and give it to


    her.