After school, Sophia returned home with the rosary around her neck. The black obsidian cross was hard to miss and easily recognizable with a mere glance.

Michael had already warned her not to have any interaction with the Mitchells. Not only did she meet up with Woody, but she even brought Cooper’s rosary home with her.

The moment she opened the door when she arrived home, she saw Michael watching TV on the couch. Nathan dashed for his new toy as soon as he went to the door while she stood without moving, afraid to step in.

Seeing that no one was in the living room, Nathan went out to play with the toys in his hands. With nobody else around, she faced her back to the living room with an anxious yet reddened face before poking her butt in.

Since she had done something wrong and deserved to be punished, she should enter with her butt first.

Actually, Michael had already known about the events that transpired for the past couple of days and he was strongly adamant of her not being involved with the Mitchells. Like a quagmire, it would be impossible to break free once contact, even a minute one, was made.

Yesterday, she had offended the eldest daughter of the family head of the Mitchell Family, Natasha, whereas today, she kept Cooper’s rosary, which all the descendants of the family had been aggressively eyeing for.

He thought to himself sarcastically, How amazing she is!

It was getting harder to suppress the fact that she was born with the Mitchells’ genes.

Setting aside the fact that Woody mistook her for his son with a mere glance, even his slow-witted grandfather, Mark, had called to confirm her background a couple of days ago. “Are you sure that girl is from the Edwards Family, and not the Mitchells?” he had asked in a serious tone.

 

Her involvement with the Mitchells were getting deeper—whether she knew it or not.

Despite that, the frustrations he had inside for the entire day evaporated when he saw how she wriggled her butt through the door earlier. Standing up, he paced over and gave her butt a tight slap.

 

Smack! Sophia’s face reddened, but she was afraid to withdraw her butt.

Michael gave her a few more slaps in succession, with each one being louder than the last.

he asked sternly when she was silent and

head

but stroked it

been involved with the

Sophia another slap, Michael asked,

head, she said, “I shouldn’t have accepted

surrendered the rosary

was a little warmer than his own. With the amulet in hand, he headed into the living room with her

remembered it to be. It was said that Woody had obtained it from a high priest and Cooper

could be seen. It was all a terrified Michael had subconsciously stared at every time he was writing in front of Cooper. Over a long period of time, he was brainwashed by what he saw and the rosary

a rock with spiritual powers. Therefore, everything was smooth sailing for Cooper since young because of the

removed the rosary. The first time that he

each other for it, but Woody regarded it as his life and

he had easily passed

at all; it was merely an amulet. Back then, Cooper probably had already prepared himself to completely sever his ties with the Mitchells and even removed the rosary to return it to Woody. Maybe

Hale had given Michael, Woody had privately sought out Annabel and offered a sum of money to leave his son in

the problem was, it still created a wedge between father and son, turning them into strangers from then on. It was probably around that time when Cooper hatched a plan to sever all ties with the Mitchells! For ten long years, he planned the future of the Mitchells and Woody before leaving with no loose ends and anything that

reason, it didn’t feel like his own warmth on the rosary. Rather, it still felt like Sophia’s warmth and he sighed. Maybe this rock really

it for a couple more days before returning it, but he would never permit

who was holding it, she observed that he would sigh for a moment before frowning in

his own thigh and called out to

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