My Dreamy Old Husband

Taylor’s looks were magnificent, but this man’s demeanor was cold and unruly.

Sophia glanced at the person sitting in the corner and said, “Yes.”

A group of people had come to the office today to check on the company’s taxes, so Sophia came to keep an eye on them. Fortunately, all of the company’s procedures were legal, and the tax benefits they received were within legal limits. Therefore, no loopholes could be found.

Nowadays, Sophia went everywhere with bodyguards, and it was a sight to behold. It didn’t matter who she brought with her, as all of them had the aura and figure of a male model. However, one of the bodyguards on duty today was particularly eye-catching, so everyone was quietly discussing him.

Today, plenty of people came to the office as usual to inspect. The employees were on edge because they knew that all the investigations were related to Cooper murdering someone. Sophia, on the other hand, went to work daily as if nothing had happened, so everyone gradually relaxed and all the departments went back to their normal operations.

By around four o’clock, the inspection team left. Sophia got ready to leave to attend to other matters and her car was already waiting at the office entrance. As soon as she stepped out of the building, a middle-aged woman came scuttling over from the side.

“Give me back my son!”

With her hands outstretched, the woman lunged at Sophia. Her eyes were red, and she seemed to have lost her mind, but she was strangely fast. If it weren’t for Sophia’s bodyguard, who blocked her in time, the woman would have already pounced on Sophia.

Sophia took a closer look at her. Isn’t she Clive’s mother?

The woman snarled ferociously at Sophia. Her hair was disheveled, but she managed to appear considerably imposing. After losing her only son and watching as the murderer got caught, she had no way to avenge her son’s death, so she took all her anger out on Sophia.

If it wasn’t for Sophia, her son wouldn’t have died!

Mrs. Bishop yelled in a hoarse voice. The bodyguard held her back, and Sophia

risk having any contact with Mrs. Bishop whatsoever, as even the slightest conflict with her would have

and pushed forward. Her stout body had a sudden surge of strength, and she slammed the bodyguard to one side, who fell

the car, she turned around, only to see Mrs. Bishop charging wildly toward her—the look on her face was terrifyingly sinister. Two foreign bodyguards stepped forward to stop

She’s too strong!

were no match for her, let alone

to pounce on her when a

car door with one hand. Sophia scrambled to settle down, but an unexpected ‘bang’ sounded. Quinton was being choked by Mrs. Bishop, and his

me back my son! Give me back

but he didn’t resist her. Instead, he waited for the two bodyguards who had been previously knocked to the ground to yank

Sophia exclaimed, anxiously trying to open the car door, but Mrs. Bishop had Quinton pressed firmly against

go!” Quinton strained to twist his neck, and the side of his face was reflected on the glass window. Sophia saw that there were red marks on his neck from being

painted all across Mrs. Bishop’s face, and she no

woman would most likely lose her life. By then, the news of one of Cooper’s daughter’s bodyguards murdering someone

mind was just filled with the resentment of losing her son, and all she wanted to do was strangle Sophia to get revenge. But, she should be incapable of doing so… At this moment, a thought flashed across Sophia’s mind, and she remembered the drug that she once

would make its user extremely powerful, but it would also cause them to lose their minds. Afterward, neither a urine test nor a blood test could

that Mrs. Bishop

two possible outcomes today. The first one was that Quinton would publicly end her life, and they wouldn’t be able to find the cause of Mrs. Bishop’s strangeness. All anyone would see was Quinton killing a poor mother who

knew of her intentions, so he didn’t try to fight back. Behind them, the two bodyguards were trying to pry Mrs. Bishop away from him, but she was unmoving. It was as if she had a huge car jack inside her. The hand on Quinton’s

No matter how strong Mrs. Bishop was, she would not be able to scratch her way through this sports car that

she couldn’t bear to just sit