“Oh? Just what are you going to do exactly?” asked Corinne curiously.

“Why don’t you take a guess?” retorted Sophia provocatively.

Corinne sipped her milk absent-mindedly. “Well, I don’t want to. Just do whatever you want. You don’t have to call me to tell me.”

Not getting the reaction she wanted from Corinne, Sophia felt like she was punching the air.

“Corinne Carew! Don’t you know my father is the infamous Ad—”

Corinne hung up before Sophia could even finish her sentence.

Sophia’s face darkened when she heard the disconnected dial tone. She then angrily threw her phone down onto the floor. No one ever treated her so rudely before.

up her phone, wiped it clean, and passed it back to

punish us again for not taking good care of you when

he replied to her. She had sent a long message to Jeremy, professing all of the feelings she held for him over the years.

can he not reply to me after

Sophia arrived back home—Adam

was fishing in the pond inside

and reported, “Mister Adam, Miss Sophia is

his fishing rod to his attendant and rushed over to welcome

out of her car while her attendant chased after her with her

unhappy Sophia looked. “What’s wrong, sweetheart? Why do you look so unhappy? Did someone hurt you? Who

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