"This is outrageous!" Mandy shook her head. "Why is she so stubborn? Your words are for her own good!" Sophia quickly added, "Mrs. Norman, my sister is very arrogant at home. We hardly have a place to stay because of her. Today, she tried to steal my dress. Normally, I would let her have it, but this dress was a gift from your son, so I couldn't give it up. She got angry and tried to hit me. When my mom protected me, she even tried to hit my mom..." Sophia's eyes reddened slightly. Mandy's anger was thoroughly ignited. "Is there such a thing? How can she be so malicious? Was she never educated properly?" "Don't even mention it," Grace waved her hand dismissively. "She grew up with her foster father and uncle in the slums. She didn't go to college and didn't receive a proper education." Mandy disagreed, "That's not an excuse. Even without a college education, she shouldn't resort to violence." Thinking of Bryden's interest in that girl made Mandy feel sick. Why does my son have such poor taste? Why does he like the most ill-mannered girl? "Sophia, don't worry. If Vincent has indeed been involved with you, I'll talk to my husband about it. He's a respectable man and will make sure Vincent takes responsibility." Sophia was overjoyed. "Really?" "You can trust me." Mandy's tone softened with genuine affection. "You are a kind and well-mannered girl. I will help you." Grace nudged Sophia's shoulder, "Thank Mrs. Norman!" Sophia quickly expressed her gratitude, but Mandy stopped her. "No need to thank me. Just rest well here. If you feel unwell today, you can stay here. I'll explain everything to my husband. There are still many guests at the party; please excuse me as I go to entertain them." Grace and Sophia quickly said, "Thank you." "If you need anything, just ask the maid. Please make yourselves at home." Mandy hurried back to the hall, surrounded by a cacophony of chatter. Everyone was aware of what had happened. Alex had a somber expression, Bryden stood silently beside him, and Mr. Satan was nowhere to be seen.Mandy asked, "Where is Vincent?" "Grandma wanted to see his girlfriend. He went to see Grandma," Bryden said softly. "Mom, is Miss Morgan alright?" Mandy's expression softened slightly. "She's fine, but she is pitiful. She's a pure girl, but so many rumors have been fabricated about her." "Rumors?" Bryden glanced at his mother, then at Emily in the distance, deciding to keep quiet. He recalled Janet's words. Janet had said that Sophia was not a good person. He trusted Janet's intuition. Could what Vincent said earlier be true? But his mother insisted Sophia was being slandered. He didn't know whom to believe. He chose to remain silent for the moment. Alex suddenly stood up, "I'll go see my mother. The party is over for today." Mandy thought for a moment. Vincent already had a girl he liked, so the party had achieved its purpose. Originally, she had planned a ball to help Bryden find a girl he liked, but now it seemed pointless. "Bryden, escort the guests out." "Okay." With Alex announcing the end of the party, the guests prepared to leave. Emily also stood up, but Logan said, "Sophia and Grace haven't returned yet. Should we wait for them?" Emily worried about his intelligence. Grace and Sophia had been invited to rest by Mandy, and only Mandy had returned. This indicated they were likely staying there tonight. "I'll go ask the servants," she said. Logan nodded, "Yes, you go ask. As an artist, it's not convenient for me to talk to the servants." Emily sighed and walked away. Suddenly, a large hand pulled her into a corridor. Before Emily could scream, the hand covered her mouth. "Emily, it's me."Emily was startled. She patted her chest to calm down. "Why are you hiding here? You scared me." Mr. Satan affectionately kissed her nose and pulled her hand, leading her in another direction. "Where are you taking me?" "I'm taking you to meet my grandmother," Mr. Satan slowed his pace. "My grandmother raised me. Meeting her will complete everything." Emily was stunned. Not only did she have to meet his parents, but also his grandmother. Her outfit was too gaudy; she didn't want to leave a bad impression. "No, my dress is too ugly today. First impressions are important..." Mr. Satan said, "Your dress is beautiful. Just remove your makeup." He led Emily into a guest room, then into the bathroom, crossing his arms and watching her remove her makeup. Emily felt a bit embarrassed, "Don't watch me." "I haven't spent time with you in a long time," Mr. Satan said. "I had to organize a party just to see you." After removing her makeup, Emily looked at herself in the mirror, frowning slightly. "Is this okay?" "You look very beautiful." Mr. Satan embraced her from behind. "Actually, you don't need to remove your makeup. My grandmother is a wise woman. She never judges people by their appearance. She can see if someone's heart is that of an angel or a devil."