She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor-Chapter 632: Fight for What You Love

Abigail Turner’s lips twitched as she looked at her lovestruck daughter. "Didn’t you notice that he already has a family?"

"So what?" Sophie Zhou remained indifferent.

Abigail poked Sophie in the forehead, her tone growing stern. "Sophie, you need to wake up. Liking him is one thing, but you have to be clear—he already has a wife and family. You can’t destroy someone else’s family and chase after him like some mistress. The Parker Family cannot afford to lose its dignity like that."

Sophie chuckled and rubbed her forehead. "Mom, what are you talking about? Do you think your daughter would stoop to being a mistress? If I were to be with him, I’d be his wife!"

"Stop dreaming in broad daylight. I can tell he loves his wife very much. You don’t stand a chance, Sophie. Listen to your mother—there are plenty of good men in the world. You’re young and beautiful, and you’ll meet the right man eventually. Waylon Lewis is already someone else’s husband. Stop fantasizing, okay?"

Sophie pouted. "But Mom, I just like him. He’s the kind of man who made me fall in love at first sight. Aunt Emily always says that if you like something, you should fight for it. I like him, and he must be mine."

Abigail’s expression darkened at the mention of Emily Parker. Her daughter spent too much time with Emily and had adopted such misguided values.

The concept of fighting for what you love sounded fine, but not in this situation.

Falling for someone else’s husband and then fighting to take him—what kind of logic was that?

"Stop learning from your aunt. She got the man she ’had to have,’ but look at Aunt Emily and Uncle Nathan now—are they happy? A forced relationship will never bear sweet fruit."

"Well, well, sounds like my dear sister-in-law has quite a low opinion of me!" Emily Parker clicked her high heels across the floor, her glance landing lightly on Abigail with a sarcastic smile.

Abigail’s face stiffened. "Emily."

Emily didn’t acknowledge her and went straight to Sophie, taking her hand with a radiant smile. "Sophie is absolutely right. If you like someone, you must fight for them. You’re the little princess of the Parker Family. Anything you like naturally belongs to you."

Sophie’s eyes lit up at Emily’s words. "Aunt Emily, are you on my side?"

Emily gently stroked Sophie’s head and smiled. "Of course, your aunt fully supports you."

"Aunt Emily understands me best! Unlike my mom, hmph!" Sophie affectionately clung to Emily’s arm, her eyes brimming with anticipation and delight.

Emily smirked faintly.

"You go inside first. Let your aunt have a word with your mother."

"Alright." Sophie cheerfully skipped away.

Abigail’s face turned icy cold. "Emily, you’re teaching Sophie the wrong thing."

Emily’s gaze remained dismissive, her laugh carrying a trace of mockery. "What’s so wrong about it? If someone doesn’t fight for what they want, what’s the point of living at all?"

Hearing Emily use the same argument as Sophie, Abigail realized her daughter had picked up those ideas entirely from her.

Abigail’s anger flared. "Emily, Sophie is my daughter. I don’t interfere with how you raise your children, but you can’t teach my daughter your way—it will ruin her."

"Oh please, Abigail Turner, don’t pin such outrageous claims on me. Sophie is my niece; why would I ever harm her? I just want her to pursue what she loves and finds joy in—that’s all."

"You!"

Emily straightened the strands of her freshly styled hair. "Thankfully, Sophie spends more time with me. Someone as dull and rigid as you could never teach her properly."

With that, Emily swayed her hips as she strolled into the main residence.

Abigail clenched her teeth tightly, trembling with anger.

Had she not caused enough harm to Abigail’s daughter already? First at the hospital entrance, then at the Williams family matriarch’s birthday banquet!

The two of them completely disregarded their own dignity in those events!

In the living room.

Hope Williams and Waylon Lewis sat on the sofa while Nathan Parker politely instructed the servants to bring tea.

Hope directly addressed Nathan. "Director Parker, let’s not beat around the bush. I’m here today to purchase the Williams Clan shares in your possession. I’m wondering if you are willing to sell. We can negotiate the price."

Nathan paused for a moment, not replying right away, his gaze shifting to Sophie as she entered the room. His expression showed a hint of hesitation.

Hope’s sharp eyes caught the subtle uncertainty in Nathan’s demeanor with ease.

Nathan finally spoke, "The Williams Clan shares, indeed, I have them, but..."

"But right now, they’re with me." Sophie said with a smug smile as she gracefully approached the sofa and sat down with an air of superiority.

"Hope, do you want them? If you do, beg me for them."

Hope raised her delicate eyebrows slightly.

Waylon Lewis cast an icy glance at Sophie, his normally cold expression tinged with irritation.

Nathan looked toward his daughter and tugged at the corners of his mouth. "Sophie, how could you speak like that?"

Sophie, unfazed by her father’s scolding, continued to stare triumphantly at Hope.

Right now, the leverage was in her hands.

If she felt even a moment of dissatisfaction, she could sell the shares to Ted Williams or Luna Williams and leave Hope helpless.

Nathan forced an awkward smile, stood up, and pulled Sophie aside. "Sophie, is this why you insisted I transfer the shares to you last night?"

Sophie’s eyes curved into a mischievous smile as she tried to charm her father. "Dad, it’s because I’m not on good terms with Hope. I don’t want her to get the shares we hold so easily."

"Stop fooling around! Didn’t you notice Waylon Lewis is sitting right there? Waylon is not someone we can afford to offend. Selling the Williams Clan shares to them would earn us goodwill with Waylon Lewis, a favor we could use in the future."

Sophie remained unmoved. Last night, Ted had called her directly, informing her that Hope intended to buy the shares from her father. In response, she specifically requested that her father transfer them into her name.

Now, the power was in her hands. This was a rare opportunity, and she wouldn’t let it pass her by.

"Dad, they’re the ones coming to us for help. Why should we worry? Refusing to sell is perfectly reasonable, isn’t it? Don’t worry, leave it to me."

Sophie’s gaze sparkled with satisfaction as her thoughts drifted back to the living room.

"Sophie!" Nathan scolded his daughter in frustration.

Sophie brushed off his concerns and strode confidently back into the living room. She glanced at Hope with a sweet smile and said, "I can sell you the shares. But after all the trouble between us, I don’t feel right handing them over so easily—it doesn’t sit well with me."

Hope asked calmly, "So?"

"So, you’ll have to make me happy. If I’m happy, I might consider selling them to you."

"Sophie Zhou, don’t push your luck." Nathan stood beside her, scolding her once again.

Turning back to Hope and Waylon, he apologized with a guilty smile. "My daughter can be immature. We are indeed willing to sell the shares, but as you both know, at this critical juncture, these ten percent of shares are no longer just about the percentage—they carry weight in deciding the Williams Clan’s future leader. We’re willing to sell, but I hope President Lewis and Mrs. Lewis remember the Marine Group when it comes to business opportunities down the line. Don’t forget us."

"Dad, the shares are in my name now. You don’t call the shots here." Sophie huffed stubbornly. "If I’m upset, I’ll refuse to sell, just like that."

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