CHAPTER 135: CHAPTER 135: WHY NOT EXPOSE HER

"No, no, no... There’s no need, don’t trouble yourself. I’ll handle it when I get home." In front of her idol, Grace Wilson had a particularly good temper.

"How could that be okay?" Ophelia Wilson chuckled and said, "The coffee shop over there is owned by a friend of mine. There’s something inside, let me take you to have a look."

"No, no... It’s too much trouble..." Grace waved her hands repeatedly, afraid of causing trouble for her idol.

"How about, we just go to the hospital?" Ophelia asked with a smile, "I can’t just leave you like this, my conscience wouldn’t allow it."

How could an idol be so nice?

Grace was so touched, she was about to cry.

Seeing her idol standing in the blazing sun, waiting for her to make a choice, Grace decisively chose the nearest coffee shop.

Fortunately, there was a first aid kit here, and Ophelia skillfully took care of Grace’s scratches in no time.

"Don’t worry, I’ve been specially trained for this." Ophelia smiled to ease Grace’s nervousness.

"I-I know... You’ve played a doctor before. I’ve watched all your TV shows and movies, and I’ve attended every concert." Grace, excitedly looking at her idol, never thought she’d one day be so close to her idol.

"So you’re a fan of mine." Ophelia laughed softly, and when she did, her captivating eyes were even more enchanting, leaving Grace feeling dizzy.

"Would you like to have a drink before you go?"

Invited for a drink by her idol, Grace hurriedly nodded and agreed, and her initial nervousness began to fade after talking with Ophelia.

Ophelia was a great conversationalist, making Grace quickly relax, and in less than an hour, they were chatting away like long-time friends.

"Grace, you shouldn’t be in such a hurry when you walk in the future. If you fall hard, scars won’t look good." Ophelia advised sincerely.

"I was just too angry at the time." Grace fumed at the mention of it, "Ophelia, you don’t know. In my family... oh... it’s a family scandal."

"If it’s inconvenient to talk about, then..." Ophelia said considerately.

"No, there’s nothing inconvenient about it." Grace had nothing to hide from her idol, especially when her idol was so approachable, their conversation felt so heart-to-heart.

She really felt so lucky.

The idol she had followed for years, not only had great works, but was also such a great person, and now they got along so well, truly a soulmate.

"Actually, it’s about a shameless woman who once meddled in my parents’ marriage, and then had an illegitimate daughter who was raised in our family."

"Illegitimate daughter?" Ophelia asked in some confusion, "Your aunt actually tolerated that? It seems your mother is a really magnanimous woman."

"Yes, I keep saying my mom is too tolerant. They’ve actually let themselves be bullied at home." Grace complained indignantly, "The mistress doesn’t show up anymore, but the illegitimate daughter sways in front of us every day. Now, she’s even more outrageous, almost infuriating my grandmother to the point of illness."

"She really thinks she’s the rightful daughter of the Wilson Clan, even wanting to compete with me for the company, it’s truly..."

"Then why don’t you expose her real identity?" Ophelia asked, puzzled.