Chapter 200

The girl stood under the spotlight, her delicate features resembling a painting. A faint smile played on her lips as her clear voice echoed through the venue.

Camera flashes erupted like fireworks. Reporters frantically clicked their shutters. The live stream chat exploded instantly.

"Business Administration at Imperial University? Isn't that the most competitive program in the country?"

"Beauty and brains—she's truly blessed."

"No wonder she married Alexander Valdemar. That poise screams old money."

"Wait... Doesn't she look like that viral pop star?"

Reporters immediately seized upon the online speculation. One boldly raised a microphone.

"Mrs. Valdemar, are you actually Composer T?"

Sophia Laurent gave a slight nod, her eyes glinting mischievously. "Indeed. The very same Sophia Laurent you're thinking of."

The room erupted.

Every journalist recognized that name. From the Lowell family scandal to her identity as Composer T being revealed, then the "Empress" investment—each event had dominated headlines.

Who could have imagined the woman behind these sensational stories would appear at a Valdemar Group press conference?

Live stream viewership skyrocketed, nearly crashing the servers.

"Oh my God! Composer T is Mrs. Valdemar?"

"Where are those trolls who claimed she slept her way to the top?"

"Imperial University valedictorian. Valdemar matriarch. This is next-level perfection."

The chat scrolled wildly, though skepticism surfaced too.

"Managing corporations and composing music require completely different skill sets."

"Can someone so young really helm the Valdemar empire?"

Sophia surveyed the room calmly before lifting the microphone. Her slender fingers gleamed under the lights.

"Regarding my qualifications..."

She paused deliberately, lips curving into an enigmatic smile.