After Divorce, She Became a Global Sensation and Won't Forgive Her Groveling Husband and Son

"I meant I’ll only accept Auntie Joanna’s baby as my sister!" Cedric Grant explained hurriedly.

Sophia Shaw ignored him and turned to Vincent Grant. "If you can’t discipline him properly, you might as well find a good tutor to teach him."

Cedric Grant was her son. She didn’t want him to grow up to be a narrow-minded person with no moral compass.

Vincent Grant gave her a deep look, then said, "Cedric Grant, apologize!"

Cedric Grant didn’t dare disobey Vincent Grant and could only mutter in a low voice, "I’m sorry."

Not staying a moment longer, Sophia Shaw turned and left with Bun in her arms.

Cedric Grant lowered his head, fighting back tears, his fists clenched tightly.

’Just because I like Auntie Joanna, Mom had to make such a scene and humiliate me!’

’Mom is so petty, nothing like Auntie Joanna.’

’Auntie Joanna always said I didn’t have to accept Stella as my sister. Stella is adopted and not related to me by blood.’

’If we’re not related by blood, we can be strangers.’

’That kid is also adopted, so why should she get special treatment?’

’Besides, they didn’t even get my permission when they adopted her!’

Cedric Grant didn’t like Sophia Shaw, but he couldn’t help but feel jealous when he saw her being nice to Bun.

He already disliked Bun to begin with, and now he hated her even more!

...

Even though she had made Cedric Grant apologize, Sophia Shaw was not in a good mood. Her heart felt heavy.

A brother and sister should love and care for each other.

But instead, the brother treated his sister like an enemy.

Ms. Archer knew she was upset and tried to comfort her kindly. "He’s still just a child. It’s normal for them to act up. He’ll be more sensible when he’s older." 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

After saying this, she couldn’t help but sigh.

She couldn’t even convince herself with those words, so how could she expect Sophia Shaw to believe them?

As the two were talking, Sophia Shaw’s phone rang.

Ms. Archer quickly took Bun so that Sophia Shaw could answer the call.

"Faye," the caller was June Evans. "Can you come home? Grandma isn’t feeling well."

Sophia Shaw rushed over to the Shaw Family estate.

She arrived just in time to see June Shaw helping her grandmother out of an inner room.

"Grandma, are you alright?" Sophia Shaw ran over to help June Evans guide her to the sofa.

Her grandmother waved her hand. "I’m fine. It’s just a small ailment old people get. I just missed you and Bun, so I had them call you over."

Ms. Archer, who had also come along, quickly brought Bun over to her.

Sophia Shaw and June Evans exchanged a look and stepped outside.

"What really happened?"

June Evans sighed, her eyes darting around maliciously.

"Who else could it be but that wretched pack of Shermans!"

"They failed to take us down last time, but they’re still not giving up!"

"After lunch, Chloe, your grandmother, and I went out for a walk. The Shermans followed us in a group, loudly bragging about how Joanna Sherman landed an order from the J Family."

"They said she’s going to have a meteoric rise and will be a key partner for the J Family from now on."

"They even said that Yvonne Sherman and that bastard’s fortunes would rise with hers, and they’ll be able to expand their business as much as they want!"

"When your grandmother heard that people who’ve done nothing but evil weren’t facing any consequences and were actually doing better than ever, she couldn’t take it. Her heart started acting up right then and there."

Recalling it now, June Evans was still filled with uncontrollable, righteous anger.

"Forget your grandmother, even I’m furious!"

"There’s no justice in this world!"

"Why do bad people always get all the good luck? Why can’t our Shaw Family get even a little bit of it?"

"All we want is a little bit of justice! Why is it so hard?!"

The more June Evans spoke, the more agitated she became, until tears started to fall.

"Tell me, how can the Shermans be so vicious? If they’re having a good run, they could just enjoy it quietly. Did they really have to follow you and say all that just to provoke your grandmother?!"

Sophia Shaw clenched her fists tightly, her eyes burning red with fury.

’To get at me, Joanna Sherman didn’t hesitate to encourage Cedric Grant to say such outrageous things.’

’And now the Shermans are hounding us, determined to drive Grandma to her grave!’

"I didn’t dare mention today’s incident to your uncle. I was afraid he’d get worked up and go pick a fight with the Shermans."

Sophia Shaw took several deep breaths to suppress the fire raging in her chest.

Luck wasn’t on their side, yet the Shermans were still relentlessly cruel. Anyone in their position would feel driven to desperation.

Sophia Shaw closed her eyes for a moment, then said to June Evans, "Aunt, don’t worry. I can handle this."

"You... can?"

June Evans had only called Sophia Shaw over to comfort her grandmother; she had no other expectations.

But if she could really deal with the Sherman Family, that would be for the best.

"Mhm."

Sophia Shaw nodded.

"Why don’t you go keep Grandma company? I’ll be in shortly."

"Okay."

Although she didn’t know what Sophia Shaw planned to do, she knew Sophia never made empty promises. Full of excitement, June Evans went back inside.

Sophia Shaw stood at the door.

She closed her eyes and took several more deep breaths.

There was a stabbing pain in her chest; it was unbearable.

A moment later, she took out her phone, opened a page, and without hesitation, pressed "Delete"!

’Vincent Grant, the compensation I gave you was definitely not for you to hand over to Joanna Sherman so she could hurt my family!’

...

"What’s going on?"

"Still can’t be restored?"

The Stellaron Base was in chaos.

A staff member stood before Joanna Sherman, their face pale and tears streaming down. "I really didn’t press delete! The data just vanished on its own!"

Joanna Sherman stood with her arms crossed, her expression terrible. It was clear she was struggling to control her temper.

Vincent Grant stood beside her, his face just as dark.

During a simulation run just now, critical data had suddenly and completely disappeared!

If it couldn’t be recovered, it would have a massive impact on Stellaron.

Vincent Grant had immediately gathered the company’s best data recovery personnel to handle the situation.

But an hour and a half had passed with no good news.

At twelve o’clock, the Stellaron Base was still brightly lit.

"Detain her!" Vincent Grant commanded coldly.

The critical data was under multiple layers of protection; it couldn’t possibly disappear with a simple click of a delete button.

The staff member must be in contact with someone on the outside.

"No, President Grant, Ms. Sherman!"

The staff member struggled, pleading, "I really didn’t do anything!"

Her only response was the flash of cold malice in Joanna Sherman’s eyes.

She suddenly realized that if the data couldn’t be recovered, she would likely spend the rest of her life in prison.

"It has nothing to do with her!" Jenson Forrest walked out of the equipment room and handed a piece of paper to Vincent Grant. "This is the only thing the other party left behind."

Jenson Forrest’s company specialized in data recovery, and he had also been called over by Vincent Grant.

Joanna Sherman snatched the paper and read it aloud. "All is reclaimed?"

She looked at Vincent Grant in a daze.

Vincent Grant’s lips tightened into a thin line as he gave a heavy nod.

Jenson Forrest dipped his head. "My apologies."

He left with his assistant.

Joanna Sherman’s legs gave out, and she crumpled to the floor.

Vincent Grant scooped her up and rushed out.

"Didn’t Ms. Sherman create all of Stellaron’s data? Even if it’s destroyed, it’s not a reason to get so worked up that you faint, is it?" Jenson Forrest’s assistant asked, confused.

"Don’t ask questions you shouldn’t be asking!"

Jenson Forrest took one last deep look at the departing couple’s backs before glancing down at his open palm, revealing a three-leaf clover mark.

The colors were soft and pale, giving it a gentle, classic feel.

It had been left along with the message, and he had made a copy of it.

His assistant glanced at it too.

’Those aren’t the kind of colors a girl with Joanna Sherman’s personality would use.’

The next day, Sophia Shaw arrived at the office looking refreshed and cheerful.

"I have some good news and some more good news. Want to hear it?"

Levin Sawyer placed a cup of coffee on her desk, deliberately building suspense.