Chapter 1777: Created Interference

“I’ll say it again,” Sonya declared, “those two boys aren’t Farwells. Roxanne is a master liar. First, she convinced Lucian they were his godsons; now, suddenly, they’re his biological sons. She’s shameless! How could she even pretend?”

Sonya’s temper flared at the thought.

Elektra looked shocked. “That can’t be true. Ms. Jarvis doesn’t seem that kind of person. Is there a misunderstanding?”

“No misunderstanding,” Sonya emphasized, frowning. “How could you think Roxanne is innocent? You’ve misjudged her. She’s extremely cunning and ruthless.”

Sonya worried Elektra was too naive, deceived by Roxanne’s façade. Initially, Elektra, witnessing Lucian and Roxanne’s affection, had felt hopeless about her own chances with Lucian. However, Sonya’s rejection and hatred for Roxanne offered a glimmer of hope. She had previously confessed her feelings to Lucian, but he’d been preoccupied with the family business. Hope resurfaced after Lucian and Roxanne divorced, but Aubree’s proactive pursuit dashed those hopes again. After dating others, she realized no one compared to Lucian. Suppressing her feelings for so long left her restless.

Noticing Elektra’s daze, Sonya assumed disbelief and added, “I know your feelings for Lucian. When he told me he’d marry you, I saw your delight.”

Elektra smiled bitterly; Sonya had hit the mark. “I was surprised! I thought my time had come! But a fake marriage certificate? Ridiculous!”

Elektra fought to conceal her emotions, a habit honed over years.

“Ah!” Sonya exclaimed, “if only you were my daughter-in-law! But if you’re interested, I’ll fully support you!” Sonya’s frankness had drawn out Elektra’s true feelings. Any interference with Roxanne pleased her.

“Mrs. Farwell, thank you,” Elektra replied, finally calming her turbulent emotions. “But matters of the heart can’t be forced. I’m doing well, hoping to utilize what I learned overseas. Ms. Jarvis is outstanding; how could I compete?”

Elias had been standing outside the hall for some time, overhearing the conversation. He coughed twice before entering briskly.

“Elektra, you’re here.”

“Mr. Farwell,” Elektra replied smoothly. “I brought Mrs. Farwell some supplements. I also bought gifts overseas, but delivery is slow.”

Elias nodded, praising her thoughtfulness. “Why not stay for dinner?”

“Thank you, Mr. Farwell, but I must leave. Please visit us when you can. My parents miss you both.”

Having gathered the information she needed, Elektra departed after pleasantries.