Chapter 217: Chapter 217: Crooked People Should Die and Rot

"This is between my wife and me. President Sawyer, you’re overstepping," Vincent Grant said, displeased.

Levin Sawyer couldn’t help but let out a scornful laugh. "President Grant, are you the definition of shameless? Don’t you know that you and Faye..."

"Levin." Sophia Shaw grabbed his elbow from behind, stopping him.

She looked past his arm at Vincent Grant. "Vincent, you don’t get to decide what is and isn’t overstepping. In my eyes, Levin is my closest family. He could never overstep!"

Levin Sawyer had originally planned to bring up the "divorce," but he found Sophia Shaw’s move to be even more cutting than letting Vincent Grant know he’d been divorced behind his back. He couldn’t help but laugh out loud. "Did you hear that, President Grant? Faye and I have the relationship of close family. She’s happy to let me look after her."

’He likes to get under people’s skin, doesn’t he? Let’s see who’s better at it!’

"Speaking of which, I’m still a far cry from President Grant when it comes to being ’family.’ President Grant invested tens of billions in The Eldest Miss Sherman without batting an eye and raises her child as his own. Anyone who didn’t know better would really think that child was President Grant’s own flesh and blood."

"Not only that, he encourages his son to be doting on The Eldest Miss Sherman. The perfect twenty-four-hour... *retch*... side piece!"

Those were truly ugly words.

Yet Levin Sawyer said it with a completely straight face, "So I really have to learn from President Grant. Since President Grant is having such a great time being a secret lover for another woman, I can’t fall behind when it comes to Faye. From now on, I’ll have to make Faye’s home my home and stay by her side at all times."

"My relationship with Joanna isn’t as sordid as you think!" Vincent Grant’s expression could only be described as ice-cold.

Levin Sawyer felt the bile rise in his throat.

Sophia Shaw didn’t want to waste any more time on him, either. She just said to Levin Sawyer, "Levin, it’s getting late. You should head back."

Levin Sawyer glanced worriedly at Vincent Grant.

Sophia Shaw understood what he meant. "Don’t worry, there’s security."

Only then did Levin Sawyer nod. "If security can’t handle it, remember to call me."

"Okay."

"Sophia, do you really need to call security just to meet with your own husband?"

Vincent Grant asked through clenched teeth after Levin Sawyer had left.

But Sophia Shaw really did flag down a patrolling security guard.

The guard watched him from a short distance, as if sizing up a thief.

’She wasn’t this wary of Levin Sawyer!’

"If there’s nothing else, I’m going to get some rest," Sophia Shaw said, turning to leave.

Vincent Grant started to follow, but the security guard immediately blocked his path. "Sir, I’m warning you, don’t get too close to the resident!"

The guard had a look of righteous dignity.

He was a security guard, sworn to protect the residents’ safety to the death!

This stubborn guard was giving Vincent Grant a headache. He could only call out to Sophia Shaw, "We need to talk. Nothing has ever happened between Joanna and me."

If he had said that a few months ago, Sophia Shaw would have been thrilled.

She would have clung to their marriage and never let go.

’He didn’t say it when I needed to hear it. Now that it’s expired, who cares?’

Sophia Shaw just grunted in acknowledgment.

For the first time, she looked him straight in the eye. "Vincent, the fact that you think not having a physical relationship with Joanna Sherman means you’ve done right by me just proves that I was never in your heart to begin with. You never intended to put me in my rightful place."

"If you had even an ounce of respect or care for me in your heart, you wouldn’t have the gall to stand before me now!"

Vincent Grant’s brows furrowed in confusion. "Are you talking about the rocket launch? That’s what I came here for..."

"Security, make him get lost!"

Sophia Shaw stepped through her door.

"Dad, is Mom back?"

The moment Vincent Grant stepped into the entryway, Cedric Grant ran over and asked.

His eyes darted behind him.

There was nothing but empty space.

The hope in Cedric Grant’s eyes vanished, and his shoulders slumped.

When his mom said she was moving out, he’d thought she was just angry and moving out temporarily.

It wasn’t until two days ago, when property management came to confirm the resident’s information, that the two of them realized Sophia Shaw had already severed all her ties to the house!

"Mom... is she still coming back?" he asked, sobbing as he tugged on Vincent Grant’s sleeve.

Vincent Grant looked down, their eyes meeting. Remembering the resolute way Sophia Shaw had turned her back on him, his lips were pressed so tight he couldn’t seem to open them.

Cedric Grant cried even harder.

His classmates at school ridiculed him, calling him an ungrateful brat who was abandoned even by his own mother.

Others said he was blind for not appreciating his own amazing mother, choosing instead to worship some lady who could only set off fireworks.

In short, they called him every name in the book.

Once the most popular student, he was now the most reviled one in school.

Everyone who saw him wanted to spit at him.

Cedric Grant hadn’t been to school in days.

He wasn’t in the mood to see Stella Grant, and even Joanna Sherman had lost her appeal.

All Cedric Grant wanted now was to see Sophia Shaw and properly apologize to her.

’But if even Dad couldn’t bring Mom back, what am I supposed to do?’

Cedric Grant’s heart was gripped by panic. He turned and ran back to his room.

He closed the door and just cried his heart out.

After crying for a long time, he slowly took out his tablet and opened Bilibili.

It was Friday, the day of Sophia Shaw’s weekly livestream.

She was smiling brightly at the camera, interacting with her audience while explaining rocket science.

Ever since her successful quintuple satellite launch, the number of viewers in her stream had skyrocketed, and she had become the most popular content creator on the entire platform.

Tons of professionals were tuning in to her streams.

The mother on the screen was vibrant and full of life, a complete departure from the person who had lived with him just a few months ago.

Back then, she had been exhausted and bloated.

Although she was still a little chubby now, her complexion was glowing, and she looked absolutely beautiful.

People flooded the comments, saying how lucky they were to be able to watch Sophia Shaw’s livestreams in their lifetime.

"We must have saved all of humanity in a past life to have the chance to meet a rocket genius face-to-face."

"The heavens have truly blessed us."

"Whoever gets to live with this rocket genius must be crazy with happiness. If I could be reborn as her child, I’d definitely be the happiest and luckiest person in the world."

Cedric Grant watched the endless stream of bullet comments, his heart aching.

He was supposed to be that happiest and luckiest person in the world, but he had carelessly thrown it all away.

Cedric Grant stared greedily at Sophia Shaw’s face. It was once so gentle, but now it felt so distant.

No matter how he tried to touch it, to get closer, all he could feel was the cold, hard glass of the screen.

Left with no other choice, Cedric Grant called Old Mrs. Grant. "Great-Grandma, I’m sick. Can you help me find Mom and convince her to come see me?"

The doctor said he had an anxiety disorder, and if it worsened, it could very well develop into depression.

Cedric Grant told Old Mrs. Grant this honestly.

Old Mrs. Grant was silent for a long time.

Finally, she just sighed and said, "Great-Grandma will come see you tomorrow."

"Great-Grandma..."

’But he wanted his mom!’

"Can you take me to find Mom? I want... I want to apologize to her."

"Oh, Cedric."

Old Mrs. Grant said his name softly. She understood Sophia Shaw’s temperament to some extent; if the father and son hadn’t hurt her so deeply, she would never have done something like abandon her own child.

The old woman didn’t lecture him with any grand principles, but Cedric Grant already understood.

’Even if he apologized, his mom wouldn’t accept it.’

After hanging up with Cedric, Old Mrs. Grant sighed again.

"How did it come to this?"

Eleanor Crawford, who had been sitting to the side and listening to their conversation, had also heard Cedric Grant’s crying.

Normally a soft-hearted person, there wasn’t a trace of pity in her eyes now. She only said faintly, "I heard that when Sophia was giving birth, she called Cedric. But Cedric was in a hurry to go see that Miss Sherman and hung up without even asking what was wrong with Faye."

"Later, Faye was sleeping with him and Bun, and a single phone call from Miss Sherman sent him into a panic. He stepped on Bun and severely injured him, all without even realizing it."

Both incidents resulted in hospital visits, so it wasn’t hard to find out what happened.

Those two incidents alone are enough to chill one to the bone. One can only imagine how awful the things we don’t know about must be.

"That Cedric—" Old Mrs. Grant slapped the table, her disappointment in him at its peak.

"Like father, like son. A person that twisted doesn’t deserve pity. He should be left to wither and rot!"

Eleanor Crawford said coldly. She had never spoken such harsh words in front of Old Mrs. Grant before.

Miles Grant, who had just walked in, overheard this, and an inexplicable chill crept into his heart.