My Dreamy Old Husband

Sandra quickly came up with another reason. “A woman’s job is to stay at home and take care of the kids—you have no right to meddle with a man’s business!” Sophia gave her the side-eye in response to her words. “Aren’t you a woman as well?” Sophia asked coldly.

To Sophia’s surprise, Sandra still had a comeback for that. “I’m the Young Lady of the Mitchell Family. Not only that, I’m also a world champion—of course I can’t be compared to you!”

Everyone burst into laughter upon hearing this. They clearly recalled how Sandra was last year’s ambassador for the Women and Children Association! She was also the ambassador of Cethos’ Women Empowerment Association, which claimed that ‘women held up half of the sky’. However, she drew a clear distinction between males and females in the Mitchell Family and their company! In other words, she was claiming that all women were useless and helpless apart from her!

Alex began to come up with more reasons. “Go away! What do you know about anything, you housewife? Even if you’re Cooper’s daughter, you’re no longer part of the Mitchell Family since you’ve gotten married. You can get a man from your household to speak up; your words have no power here!” he uttered.

Ever since Alex brought up a ‘useless brat’ like Natasha, his assumptions were further confirmed that all women were trash and only ruined things around them. In the past few years, Mitchell Group fired a great number of females, especially those who held higher positions in the company. They’re the joke of the century! Sophia threw Sandra—the woman who had brought up the topic and got the old man started on his lecture—another long glare. She simply felt sorry for Sandra. “That’s right. Women shouldn’t put themselves out there; they don’t deserve to be the heir of a family. Everyone should bring their daughters up the way you brought Sandra up; she gets fancy clothes, gourmet meals and lives a luxurious life, but she’ll never dream of getting any company shares or the chance to be an heir! A daughter should just work hard to suck up all your resources before she’s sent off to marry another man! How atrocious it is for my father to give me money, shares and the right to be the successor of his business!” Sophia’s words were filled with sarcasm—she sounded as though she was belittling herself, but Sandra could tell that Sophia was mocking her.

from an illegitimate daughter into the Young Lady of the Mitchell Family, she stood no chance of getting any rights or shares to the company. Because of that, Sandra did everything in her power to get into others’ good books; it was the only way

inheritances—they even gave her the money to help her purchase companies and start the JNS Group! We’re both illegitimate daughters; I sacrificed so much just to get here

criticized Sophia’s role as a woman. Sandra was pleased, but she was still jealous—after all, Sophia wasn’t about to lose all of her inheritance and shares just because Sandra got a few men to

nothing more than a worthless, illegitimate daughter. How dare a mere illegitimate daughter like

like this. This isn’t a place for you! Get lost before we physically chase you out!” The group of self-centered old men began to shout at Sophia, while Sandra stood behind them as she snickered at the sight of Sophia’s struggles. However, Sophia simply felt sorry

cause of the Mitchell Family’s downfall! They’re stubborn, old-fashioned and unmodernized; they discriminate against those who are different from them. Sophia simply watched as Alex continued to lecture her. After all, they couldn’t do

her father off of the genealogy record book. She wanted to restore justice, and she wanted to make a grand entrance back into the Mitchell Family as the family head on Cooper’s behalf; she wanted to prove her father’s innocence and reclaim her mother’s status. Lastly, she wanted both Michael and herself to visit the graves of her ancestors

this goal, and Michael—her loving husband—had always been supportive of her pursuits. Unfortunately, Michael wasn’t present at the monumental event that day; he had to attend a script-reading session and seemed extremely busy. However, to Sophia’s surprise, a series of cars pulled up outside right then. Michael’s car was the first to arrive, and he got out of his car with his men behind him. He looked especially well-dressed and elegant as he strode in. His lengthy figure was wrapped in a black suit, its sharp tones contrasting with the white shirt he wore inside. With his cool, mysterious aura and his picture-perfect facial features, all of the Mitchell Family’s men quickly stepped