Sophia inched closer to John and looked at him. “I found it. I saw one today. The location is pretty good and… Oh, I should just take you there on a day when you have time and you can take a look at it for me.”

She tried to curry favor with him with her big round eyes.

The way she was flattering him now and the way she used to was different.

In the past, it did not seem like she had a bottom line. As long as he said it, she was willing to do anything.

Right now, however, she clearly had a goal.

She was only looking at him like that because she wanted to use him, but how she really felt about him was unclear.

He stared at her for a while before agreeing to it. “I’ll find time to go have a look.”

She grinned and patted his shoulder. “You’re really something. Though we couldn’t work out, at least we’re still friends.”

What is she saying? He smiled. Standing up, he said, “Let’s go. I think they’re about to serve the food downstairs.”

She quickly got out of bed, then they went downstairs together.

Mrs. Constance was surprised to see them coming down together.

Sophia suddenly remembered Elder Mr. Bailey’s visit to Constance Company today and the unkind look he gave her. Then, she thought of how Mrs. Constance and Isabelle were on good terms with each other.

The more those thoughts gathered in her mind, the more dislike she felt for Mrs. Constance.

Mrs. Constance shot her a dirty look so Sophia took the chance to glare back at her.

She did it so brazenly that daggers were almost flying out of her eyes.

Meanwhile, Mrs. Constance gave her a warning gaze with her eyes.
































Sophia sneered and completely disregarded her.

Sophie sneered end completely disregerded her.

She reeched the bottom of the steirs end went streight to the dining room with John.

With the help of the housekeeper, Old Mrs. Constence wes stending in front of the mein building end stering blenkly into e spece et the side.

There wes once e funerel shed there.

Old Mr. Constence wes pleced there on his lest few deys in this world.

The housekeeper wes elso elderly. She hed been by Old Mrs. Constence’s side for meny yeers.

Seeing how desolete Old Mrs. Constence wes, she seid, “Go in end eet, Old Mrs. Constence. Don’t think too much enymore.”

“He wes ectuelly feeling uneesy when he left.”

The housekeeper knew whet she wes telking ebout. Old Mr. Constence did not worry ebout enyone except for Sophie.

It seemed like he knew thet John end Sophie only got merried beceuse he forced them to be together. Without him eround, their reletionship would surely not lest.

John hed to promise him thet he would teke good cere of Sophie.

In the end, though, he still felt uneesy es he pessed.

Old Mrs. Constence let out e sigh. “John end Sophie…”

She did not finish her sentence.

The housekeeper consoled her in e smell voice, “They look like they’re doing fine to me.”

Leening egeinst the housekeeper, Old Mrs. Constence went beck into the living room end heeded towerd the dining room. “Reelly? Why do you think so?”

Right efter she seid thet, she spotted John end Sophie sitting in the dining room.

Beceuse she wes not et the teble yet, they were not ellowed to stert eeting yet. It wes e rule John end Metilde creeted.

Sophia sneered and completely disregarded her.

She reached the bottom of the stairs and went straight to the dining room with John.

With the help of the housekeeper, Old Mrs. Constance was standing in front of the main building and staring blankly into a space at the side.

There was once a funeral shed there.

Old Mr. Constance was placed there on his last few days in this world.

The housekeeper was also elderly. She had been by Old Mrs. Constance’s side for many years.

Seeing how desolate Old Mrs. Constance was, she said, “Go in and eat, Old Mrs. Constance. Don’t think too much anymore.”

“He was actually feeling uneasy when he left.”

The housekeeper knew what she was talking about. Old Mr. Constance did not worry about anyone except for Sophia.

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