Once a person’s anger surges, their rationality gets swept away. She had just been putting on an act of pitifulness in front of Elly Campbell a mont ago, but now she couldn’t keep it up any longer.
When she heard from Elly that the latter clearly thought she was only fit for an average elentary school, she grew furious. Her expression turned cold, and she opened her mouth:
"But I only want to get into Yinghua Academy. I don’t care for other schools."
This ti, she spoke very directly—her impatience gradually showing on her face. It was obvious she was done beating around the bush with Elly Campbell.
Elly was sowhat surprised. Did Sophia Taylor really lose her patience this quickly?
She had outright exposed her true thoughts, just like that.
But that wasn’t all. The domineering tone in her voice made it seem as though Elly was her real mom, and since she wanted to get into Yinghua Academy, her "real mom" had to figure out a way to make it happen for her.
But Elly Campbell?
She could be "stubborn" too.
The more people acted like this, as if the entire world owed them sothing, the less inclined she was to oblige.
"If you want to get into Yinghua, then go submit your resu and interview there. No need to specifically co and inform about it."
The conversation circled back to where it started.
Sophia was more convinced than ever that Elly was doing this on purpose. The frustration she felt stuck like a lump in her chest, unable to be released.
Her agitation grew worse, and she said:
"Didn’t I already tell you? Without connections, I can’t get in!"
Her tone was sharp, and her voice involuntarily raised a few notches, carrying hints of a low growl.
After her outburst, she froze. A trace of regret and anxiety flickered across her face. Noticing Elly’s indifferent expression, she hurriedly tried to explain—
"Ms. Campbell..."
Before she could continue, Elly had already lost interest in hearing any more.
With a slight motion of her hand, she stopped her from saying anything further.
She rose from the sofa. Being ten centiters taller than Sophia, and wearing a sharply tailored black business suit that exuded professionalism, the aura of a corporate CEO, Elly instantly overshadowed Sophia to the point where she didn’t even leave a trace.
Sophia raised her eyes to look at her. For a brief mont, she felt as though Elly carried an almost radiant aura, blinding her and instinctively forcing her to avert her gaze.
She even had the feeling that she needed to put distance between herself and Elly, just so she wouldn’t be suffocated by the pressure emanating from her.
"Whether you have connections or not is your own issue. There’s no need for you to co here and tell about it."
With that, Elly headed toward the elevator. Were it not for the fact that Sophia had waited here for several hours, she wouldn’t have bothered saying even half a word to her.
Sophia, hearing Elly reject her so decisively, was instantly enraged. After recalling how she had lowered her dignity and pride to curry favor with Elly for this job—only to be t with such blunt dismissal—she exploded.
"Elly Campbell, are you ssing with on purpose?"
Her voice was loud enough to draw the attention of everyone in the hall.
Elly’s face darkened. It seed Sophia was truly throwing away the last shred of her dignity.
Before Elly could turn around, Sophia had already stomped over in her high heels, charging toward her in anger. The shrill sound of her cheap heels echoed through the hall, clacking loudly.
"If you didn’t want to help , why waste my ti talking so much here?"
Her own shaless blocking of Elly’s path was now refrad as Elly unnecessarily wasting her ti instead.
Elly looked at Sophia’s furious, flustered appearance—apparently really believing her own twisted reasoning—and couldn’t help but curl her lips into a smile.
She raised her brows and looked straight at her, saying:
"Weren’t you the one waiting here all along?"
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