Chapter 1012 Never Catch Up

“You’re so lucky.” It was not Sophie’s intention to be ostentatious, but everything about her incurred the

envy of all who beheld her.

Her romantic life makes me so jealous.

The hairdresser secured the tiara atop Sophie’s head.

“It’s all done, Ms. Tanner. If there is anything that is not up to your satisfaction, please let us know.”

They had been hired to do her makeup at great expense.

They were expected to do a good job and would not be worth their fee otherwise.

“I’m happy with everything. Go take a break. I will let you know if there’s anything else I need.” The

stylists must be exhausted after getting up early today.

“All right, Ms. Tanner. We’ll check in on you later.”

The group of stylists went next door to get some rest.

Morgan was busy receiving their guests.

He came over to Sophie’s bedroom when he had the chance to and could not stop the tears brimming

in his eyes upon seeing her with her makeup done.

If Old Mr. Tanner is still around, he will be so happy to see this.

When Sophie saw Morgan, she stood up and walked up to him.

“Don’t cry, Morgan! Aren’t you happy for me?”

Sophie knew very well why her butler was in tears.

And because she knew, she felt awful.

“Yes, Ms. Sophie. I’m sure your grandfather, bless his soul, would be so happy to see you now.

Ms. Sophie has always been capable. She deserves all the happiness she has. She has endured much

suffering, but things are better now.

“Mrs. Tanner should be…” He trailed off. It’s her daughter’s wedding. Why isn’t she here yet? Anyway,

it’s Ms. Sophie’s big day today. I don’t want to think about those people.

“You’re not young anymore, Morgan. Take it easy. There are plenty of others to help out.”

Being at the age that he is, he’ll wear himself out if he keeps this up.

“I’m fine, Ms. Sophie. It’s my honor to serve you.”

It’s better than not achieving anything, anyway. I prefer my days to be spent meaningfully.

Just then, the Wheelers arrived.

As soon as Sunny saw Sophie with her makeup done, he leaned toward Mark. “I’m not exaggerating,

Mark, but even if the popular celebrities of the entertainment industry were here, they would not hold a

candle against Sophie.”

Mark was similarly stunned.

Indeed, I’ve never seen Sophie like this.

She was so breathtakingly beautiful that some of them forgot to breathe.

“You are stunning, Sophie,” Sunny complimented her candidly.

“Thank you.” Sophie was not used to looking like that.

“You really are beautiful. Mr. Tristan is a very lucky man.” Isn’t he not for having a woman as beautiful

as Sophie?

Caleb arrived right then. Following behind him were Charmaine and Willow.

It was Charmaine’s first time at that mansion. She was flabbergasted upon finding out that it belonged

to Sophie.

This house is even nicer than the Tanner residence.

“Is Tanner Group doing that well?” Charmaine received dividends every month, but she had never

imagined that Sophie could afford a house like that.

“It’s Sophie’s big day today, Mom. Why are you talking about these things?”

Regardless of its profitability, Tanner Group’s financial performance was a collaborative effort among all

its employees.

Willow clenched her fists.

At this point, Sophie is so far ahead that I’ll never catch up. Even more so now that she’s marrying

Tristan.

Her heart burned with envy, but there was no longer anything she could do.

What an awful feeling!

“All right, we should go see Soph. I should have come earlier to lend a hand, but somethin came up at

the research institute.” Caleb was frustrated at not being able to make it earlier.

The trio entered Sophie’s room. Willow did not want to come but somehow found herself tagging along.

She wanted to see how well Sophie was doing.

Upon seeing the tiara on her sister’s head and the wedding gown she wore, Willow felt another blow to

her self-esteem.

It’s too big a gap. Sophie is living my dream, and she attained it so easily. I will never achieve all of th

for as long as I live.

Charmaine was similarly shocked. Everything Sophie had was what every woman coveted.

They were all mesmerizing, lofty ideals.

“We’re here, Soph. Is there anything we can do to help? If there isn’t, I’ll go help Morgan. Look at how

hard he’s working all on his own. I’m worried about his health.”

“I don’t need any help here, Caleb. You go help Morgan.”

Morgan was, after all, advanced in years. With that many guests at the mansion that day, it would be

exhausting for him to entertain all of them on his own.

“All right. Then you’ll…” Caleb was a little worried about Charmaine and Willow causing trouble.

“Go on. I know what day it is. I won’t cause any trouble.” Charmaine knew what Caleb was worried

about, but it was Sophie’s wedding day, and Tristan was the groom. No amount of courage would

induce her to cause any trouble.

Caleb gave ugly, a grunt of assent before departing. We’re family. Surely it isn’t necessary to make

things

Ysabelle glanced at Willow beside her and noticed the scowl the latter was wearing.

The nerve of her to come. But she looks like the one who has been suffering all along. She wants to

pick a fight with Sophie, but she can’t do so.

“I wish you well, Sophie.” Charmaine felt remorseful for the past as she gazed at her daughter who was

about to be married.

I was too biased. If I hadn’t been, things might not have turned out the way they did.

Charmaine took out a box from her purse.

“Your grandmother left me this long ago and now I’m giving it to you.” She did not prepare gift, but that

item was left to her by her mother. She was certain Sophie would like it.

Sure enough, Sophie accepted it when she heard it was something her grandmother left behind.

“Thank you.

Their relationship was already strained. Sophie did not know how to speak to her mother.

“Mm. I’ll head out for a look.” Charmaine did not wish to remain, either. She felt like a fish out of water.

She was about to leave but upon seeing Willow still standing there, she gave her a shove.

“Let’s go outside, Willa,” Charmaine said, aware that Willow and Sophie would never go back to the

way things were.