The nightingale lives

Chapter 1517: 1517. Being just and dealing with affairs is not even as transparent as children.


Chapter 1517: 1517. Being just and dealing with affairs is not even as transparent as children.


Before Elly could speak, she heard Sophia say:


“If you had just minded your own business and left me alone, I wouldn’t have made a fuss about it. But you’re too greedy—your ambitions far outweigh your abilities. Yet you push the blame on me, claiming I didn’t help you. Miss Taylor, on what grounds do you think I owe you my help?”


A faint hint of sarcasm danced in Elly’s eyes. “Not only have I treated you well, but I’ve also done my part for the children in the mountains. And yet, I’ve never seen those kids take my kindness for granted or demand that I take full responsibility for their lives, education, and future careers. Miss Taylor, as an educator, do you mean to tell me you understand less about gratitude than those kids do?”


Sophia stood there, speechless, her face turning crimson. Try as she might, she couldn’t find a single word to retort.


“What qualifications do you think you have to deserve a place in Yinghua?”


Elly couldn’t even remember the last time she engaged in this kind of verbal sparring with someone.


Now that she had “gone back to her old ways,” there was no sense of pleasure—just sheer, unadulterated boredom.


But dealing with someone like Sophia, if you didn’t tear the façade off, she would never let it go.


At this, Sophia’s face went even paler, as if all the blood had drained away.


In her heart, she saw nothing wrong with her own actions. To her, Elly was a friend, and friends were supposed to help each other.


Given Elly’s status, recommending her for a job wasn’t exactly a difficult task. But Elly refused, which was clearly stingy of her.


Since her return from Atlanta, even if she had spread a few rumors about her, they were harmless comments, nothing significant, certainly nothing worth holding a grudge over till today.


She didn’t think anything she said back then was out of line.


After all, if Elly hadn’t been flirting with every man in sight, why would Ethan and Leo both always end up standing by her side?


Conveniently, Sophia chose to ignore the jealousy that had consumed her when she realized how Elly could make two remarkable men like Ethan and Adam come to blows over her. Meanwhile, Ethan’s only reaction to Sophia had been to furiously pull back when she so much as tried to grab his arm.


“So, this is what she said about you.”


Suddenly, a deep male voice brimming with anger rang out from the hallway of Campbell Enterprises.


Elly turned her head and saw Adam approaching with a stern face, his gaze exuding a piercing coldness.


To her surprise, Ethan was also with him.


The astonishment in Elly’s eyes deepened. How did these two end up coming here together?


Meanwhile, Sophia’s face had turned ghostly pale, her legs trembling so much she could barely stand.


Her slandering of Elly had reached Adam’s ears, a man famously loyal to his wife—one who wouldn’t hesitate to personally step into petty squabbles for her sake. Crushing her would be as effortless as squashing an ant.


And now, he was walking toward her with a dark, icy gaze.


Though his eyes weren’t even directly on her, Sophia felt as if she were being stalked by the Grim Reaper, paralyzed between fleeing and staying rooted in place.


Then there was Ethan, whose gaze in her direction was calm yet carried a faint trace of mockery, as if mocking her for her delusions and overestimation of herself.


Sophia’s cheeks burned as though she’d been slapped multiple times, her embarrassment so intense that she wished a hole would open in the ground for her to crawl into.


“Why are you two here?”


Seeing the two men standing in front of her, Elly asked in surprise.


That Adam would show up at Campbell Enterprises didn’t particularly surprise her. But that Ethan would come along with him was incomprehensible to her.


After all, hadn’t these two just gotten into a fight over Atlanta not too long ago?