Playing Mrs. Beckett의 모든 챕터: 챕터 41 - 챕터 50

Edmund Langham had always been too kind for the world he was born into.As the future heir to the Langham empire, the elders deemed him too soft-hearted, and took his compassion as weakness. This world required vision, decisiveness, and when necessary, cruelty. Thus, despite his brilliance in nearly every other regard, the elders remained reluctant to appoint him. Unfortunately for them, there was no one more capable.Not until Sophie was born.At seven, Sophie outwitted an abusive nanny. She engineered a way for the adults to discover the nanny’s true nature, to expose her meticulously veiled oppression and manipulation. The elders praised her cleverness.At twelve, she led her middle school's student council, managing a secret investigation against a problematic teacher students and alumni had complained about for years. The elders praised her decisiveness.At sixteen, Britain's most prestigious academy offered her admission with a guaranteed Ivy League pathway. The elders praised

Sophie shot a glance at Edmund, who shrugged and once again turned his attention to Adrian.“That is right. Sophie Langham is my sister,” he said, putting particular emphasis on the name “Langham.” “Seeing as you have other… engagement, Mr. Beckett, I think it’d be wise for us to leave.”“Let’s go, Ed,” Sophie said, already walking towards the door. Edmund hummed in acknowledgement, giving Adrian and Julia a brief nod, but not before slipping a few hundred-dollar bills into the tip jar.“I trust you will keep everything that happened here to yourselves,” he said to the two clerks.“Y-yes, Mr. Langham.”With that, Edmund gave one last po

Sophie didn’t spend too much time at Palladio. Frankly she didn’t even need new furniture—what she currently had was enough. It was Edmund who insisted on having the entire place re-decorated, half feeling guilty for leaving it so bare.“But you said I can decorate it however I want. You never considered the possibility that I am content with leaving it just like that?” Sophie chuckled.“I know! And if you actually want to live in such a bare apartment, I should just accept your decision. But that was before I saw how excited you were for those vintage trinkets!”“I saw it, you, know. Even before you left for America. The clippings you made from Father’s architecture magazine, you only took the pastel furniture, and have always preferred the vintage looking ones. Now that I see you still yearn for similar things, you expect me to believe that you’re content with an empty house?”“It’s not empty. I have a bed.”“The basic one! You wouldn’t go to Something Borrowed’s website if you were

The truck accident made the news, and Meadow Lane found themselves in the headlines. Sophie had contacted a news agency to show that it was, indeed, an unfortunate accident. She also contacted all the customers, ignoring the fact that it was outside business hours, informing them that Meadow Lane would take full responsibility. Lyla made a swift announcement on their website and social media page, and at Sophie’s directions, also sourced some products and souvenirs as compensation while they waited for a new production. Along with that, she had her team prepare the option of refund for those who didn’t want to wait.The customers, who were initially disappointed at the news, gradually calmed down after they saw Meadow Lane’s attempt at mitigations. Some were still spouting understandable complaints, but the reaction overall remained positive.When Sophie walked into her office at six o’clock on the next day, her phone chimed with a call from Gregory.“I’ve failed you, Mrs. Beckett. I

With a new list of possible partnerships in hand, Sophie began contacting the overseas suppliers. Bearing the time difference in mind, Sophie didn’t expect a response anytime soon. Frankly, she could use some more time to prepare for another very important matter.Her divorce, that would finally happen tomorrow.She had reporters ready. If she wanted to deliver the biggest blow to Adrian, the most sure-fire way was to target his carefully crafted image as a clean, self-made businessman. So she lured them—through layers so intricate that it would never be linked back to her. But she left a tiny clue. One that proved that it was valid information.If they could solve it, they would get the front row seat to witness Nation’s Ideal Husband’s true face.Of course, she also had the Langham media network with her. But the more the merrier. The more the news spread, the better.What she didn’t expect was for the Portugal linen mill to reply almost immediately after she messaged them.“Hello,