The spectacle unfolded unexpectedly, catching everyone off guard. Even those watching the live broadcast were struck by the scene. Many socialites, witnessing Bradley's tender affection and outstanding charm towards his wife, Freya Lawson, were too absorbed to even remember the rumours of his alleged infidelity. Regrets gnawed at them bitterly.

Bradley composed himself, his expression turning cold as he addressed the crowd below.

"Allow me to introduce, this is my wife, Freya Lawson. Regarding Charlotte Lawson's car accident, it will be my wife who will shed light on the matter."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the cameras turned towards Freya.

Despite her dishevelled appearance and numerous injuries, she met the cameras without fear. Her delicate face, though marred by wounds, still possessed a beauty that captivated hearts.

Her gaze eventually landed on Sophie Lawson, her smile fading into a chilling determination.

"Aunt Sophie, you just claimed you don't know Herbie Jenkins. But do you know Wilson Williams?"

Sophie Lawson, shocked to see Freya alive and exposing her secrets at the press conference, glared at her with intense resentment.

"Freya, you're spouting nonsense here. Herbie, Wilson, all of it, isn't it just your mother's lovers? Your mother knew you were naive, so she fed you lies and deceived you. And you actually believed her?"

"Who is really having an affair?" Freya looked at her mockingly. "My mother has been dead for so many years, yet you insist on pinning the blame on her. Where is your conscience? Fine, since you are is unrepentant, I'll have to present evidence."

After Freya's words, she turned to Bradley.

He nodded in understanding. In no time, the large screen switched from images of Bruce Lawson to those of Sophie Lawson.

These pictures were even more scandalous than Bruce Lawson's, as they not only featured Wilson but also various muscular young men, creating chaos and confusion. There were even group shots, completely subverting everyone's expectations.

To ensure everyone saw Sophie Lawson's true colours, the photos were followed by edited videos containing explicit and lewd conversations, making everyone blush and their hearts race.

The entire audience was stunned!

No one had expected Sophie Lawson to be so wild. This couple was challenging moral boundaries, shamelessly so!

"Aunt Sophie, do you need me to present more evidence?" Freya smirked sarcastically. "You've cheated on my dad, and yet he still worshipped you. You're quite skilled at this, aren't you?"

Sophie Lawson's eyes blazed with fury.

Wilson and herself had kept their meetings a secret all along. How did Freya, this little wretch, get hold of these photos?

"You shameless woman, how dare you deceive me!"

Bruce Lawson's face darkened, and he violently grabbed Sophie Lawson's hair, slapping her hard.

The force was so strong that blood spattered on the ground.

Sophie Lawson stumbled back, hitting her waist against the corner of a table, causing her intense pain and cold sweat.

"Bruce, I didn't... Freya framed me! Those photos are all fabricated!"

Hearing this, Freya smirked coldly. "It seems Aunt Sophie refuses to admit it. But that's alright; I have other evidence."

After Freya finished speaking, several bodyguards brought Wilson Williams in, who knelt directly in front of her.

Sophie Lawson stunned upon seeing Wilson.

"This man, Wilson, is the male lead. The right-hand man of Lord Dane, the top underworld organization in the capital. Aunt Sophie has been with him for about seven or eight years, right?"

Sophie Lawson couldn't speak a word.

At this moment, a figure rushed out from the crowd and began slapping Sophie Lawson's face repeatedly, cursing angrily.

"You shameless woman, you've coaxed my husband into buying you a villa, and even persuaded him to divorce me! I'm going to settle the score with you today!" The woman grabbed Sophie Lawson's hair, hitting, kicking, and slapping her ears so hard that Sophie Lawson's entire face went numb, blood smearing all over.

Freya turned to Bradley, whispering softly, "Was it you who brought her here?"

Bradley shook his head. He had arranged for Wilson to be taken away but hadn't expected his wife to be dragged into this mess.

Worried that this madwoman would beat Sophie Lawson to death and ruin her plan, Freya had her guards take Wilson's wife away first before focusing on today's main event.

"Has everyone seen the photos and videos clearly? But mind you, this is just the tip of the iceberg. I'm afraid you all don't know Sophie Lawson's true identity. Since everyone has graciously attended today's event, I won't let you leave empty-handed."

"Sophie Lawson worked at a nightclub before marrying into the Lawson family, specializing in providing illicit services. It was at the nightclub that she set her sights on Bruce Lawson, which led her to turn over a new leaf."

At this point, Freya glanced at Bradley again, removing the obscene photos from the screen and replacing them with two ordinary pictures.

Many men who had frequented nightclubs immediately recognized the person in the photo.

Sophie Lawson turned paper-white, frantically screaming at Freya to take down the photos.

Freya smiled and ignored her. She was about to rush onto the stage like a madwoman, but was held back by the bodyguards.

"Shouldn't Aunt Sophie feel nostalgic when seeing her old photos?" Freya raised her eyebrows, picking up the microphone in front of her and announced to the audience below, "Everyone hasn't mistaken the person. This is a photo of Sophie Lawson, before undergoing plastic surgery. Sophie Lawson worked at a nightclub, known as 'Madame Seraphina'. I believe many gentlemen here have heard of this name."

Her gaze fell sharply on Sophie Lawson's, then she glanced at Bruce Lawson. "Dad, you shouldn't be a stranger to this either, right?"

Bruce Lawson's face turned ashen. Of course he recognized that face; when Lawson Corporation was rising, he frequented these nightclubs to entertain clients. Madame Seraphina was a famous hostess known for her services.

In his youthful folly, Bruce Lawson had flirted with Madame Seraphina, but it was nothing more than a passing fling.

But he never imagined that Madame Seraphina would undergo a transformation, reinventing herself as Sophie Lawson and infiltrating his life.

Bruce Lawson stared at Sophie Lawson with a mixture of hatred and anger, lifting his foot to deliver a heavy kick, even grabbing a chair nearby to hurl at her. However, Bradley swiftly intervened, instructing his bodyguards to restrain him in time.

Sophie Lawson's face twisted, feeling suffocated and short of breath. As she gazed at the old photo, she could only wish to rush forward and tear it apart. Yet, held back by the bodyguards, she could do nothing but endure the scrutinizing gaze of the men around her, her eyes reflecting a lecherous glint.