From Ashes to Queen: Now I Call the Shots novel Chapter 153

Chapter 153 The Joy of Being Chosen

Scarlett’s light massage melted away Sophia’s fatigue, clearing her mind like a gentle breeze.

“Scarlett, tell me the truth,” Sophia said, eyes twinkling. “You didn’t make any major moves in Trenwyn

because you were waiting for today, weren’t you? You wanted to take down the Joyner family with your own hands, didn’t you?”

Scarlett nodded solemnly.

“I’m sorry I didn’t say anything earlier… I-”

“Silly girl.”

Sophia pulled her onto her lap and hugged her tightly.

Scarlett instinctively tried to wriggle free.

But she couldn’t.

So she let Sophia hold her.

She didn’t even know why.

There was a soft, comforting scent on Sophia–a faint fragrance that put her completely at ease.

And almost instantly, she felt recharged, her whole body filled with strength.

“I figured you were a softie. That puts me at ease.”

It might not have been the perfect compliment-

But Sophia continued, her tone more serious now.

“At least you’re not someone who’d let herself be bullied.”

Scarlett’s heart trembled.

Her eyes shimmered with unshed tears.

Back in the Joyner family….

Everyone thought she was a terrible person.

They constantly compared her to Rebecca, degrading her at every turn.

Eventually, she was branded as vicious, manipulative–a label that nearly crushed her.

That’s why she’d been forced to be obedient, to work herself to the bone for the Joyner family.

But here, with Sophia….

She could just be herself.

And being herself was something to be praised.

Chapter 153 The Joy of Being Chosen

So this… is what it feels like to have a mother.

Someone who always watches over you.

Someone who gets angrier than anyone when you’re hurt.

if she finds out you’ve been bullied–her wrath could burn down the world.

Being protected like this–it felt so good.

Scarlett stopped struggling.

She let herself be held.

Until a knock at the door.

A line of attendants entered, carrying rows of clothing.

Only then did Scarlett gently pull away and sit back in her seat.

Hudson watched with a pleased smile.

“She really does take after you, Miss.”

Sophia raised her chin proudly.

“Of course she does. I gave birth to her.”

Both Hudson and Scarlett burst into laughter.

Then the attendants laid out Lane–family–labeled jewelry and accessories in neat rows.

Sophia brought it all over herself.

“You just got here. You don’t have anything yet. Take all of this home.”

She was going all in on the ceremonial vibe.

That way, Scarlett wouldn’t fall for some yellow–haired punk.

But she didn’t stop there.

She even called the bank and had a private account opened for Scarlett–and immediately transferred ten million.

“This is your allowance for the month. If it’s not enough, tell me.”

Ten million. As monthly allowance.

The rich truly had no idea how poor people lived.

For a second, Scarlett felt like punching someone rich.

But then she remembered–she was the rich one now.

Suddenly the world seemed so wonderful–why ruin it?

Chapter 153 The Joy of Being Chosen.

As for the evening banquet gown, she tried on several options before choosing a pure white men

Her cool, fair skin made even the simplest design look elegant and grand.

Though the dress was stark white, it blended seamlessly with her complexion, making her appear like the finest mutton–fat jade.

Utter perfection.

The designer then tied a satin peony ribbon around her neck, its center adorned with a single pearl.

The effect was breathtaking.

She looked like a goddess who had just descended from the heavens–ethereal, cold, and untouchable.

Sophia was a renowned beauty herself.

In Jalindale, where stunning women were everywhere, she had long grown numb to appearances.

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