Chapter 271

Susan Thompson slept peacefully through the night.

A faint smile lingered on her lips after ending the call with Andrew Lucas. Watching Nicole Capra being torn apart online brought her immense satisfaction.

Morning sunlight streamed through the curtains as she stretched, feeling refreshed.

After a quick wash, she scrolled through her phone while eating breakfast. To her surprise, the scandal surrounding Nicole had vanished without a trace overnight.

She smirked. Andrew had intervened, as expected.

At the press conference, Andrew stood rigidly before the cameras in a tailored suit, his voice icy and resolute. "Ms. Capra was drugged and framed. The mastermind behind this has already been apprehended."

The camera panned to Nicole, who clung to him with tearful eyes. Andrew gripped her hand firmly, his voice low and unwavering. "Our wedding date remains unchanged. No matter what happens, she will always be the love of my life."

Susan stared at the screen, her heart pricked by invisible needles.

This man never changed. No matter how despicable Nicole's actions were, he would always stand by her without hesitation.

"Let this be my final warning," the man on screen declared, his gaze sharp as blades. "Anyone who dareslander my fiancée will face the full wrath of the Lucas Group."

Susan turned off the video and laughed bitterly.

Perfect. A blind fool and a venomous snake—truly a match made in heaven.

Though Andrew's intervention had salvaged some damage, Nicole's reputation was beyond repair. Her fanbase was in shambles, and brands were dropping her left and right.

A cold glint flashed in Susan's eyes as she read the updates.

This wasn't enough.

She checked the time—still over an hour before her acting class. As she gathered her things to leave, two black-suited bodyguards blocked her path downstairs.

"Ms. Thompson, Mr. Thompson wishes to see you."

"Which Mr. Thompson?" She took a wary step back.

"Victor Thompson, Chairman of Thompson Group."

Her heart lurched. Her biological father.

Tears threatened to spill, but she forced them down. How many nights had she longed to see her parents? But now...

The guards' cold expressions told her everything. Victor was here to seek justice for Nicole.

"Sorry, I have somewhere to be—"

Before she could finish, the guards seized her arms. The car door slammed shut, and the engine roared as they sped toward the Thompson mansion.

The sunlight was blinding. In the courtyard, Victor stood with his back to her, radiating an aura of chilling fury.