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“Are you upset?” Clara was a little naive, but women’s intuition told her Sophia was in a bad mood right now.
She swallowed and said uncomfortably, “Did I say something that you didn’t want to hear? I… I just said anything that came to mind. I don’t have any ill will. Please don’t overthink.”
“I’m not upset.” Sophia forced out a smile on her face, but her eyes were lifeless. “Miss Robertson, you’re too naive. You should consult Mr. Johnson before you make friends or help anyone. Don’t let anyone take advantage of you. It’ll bring a lot of problems for Mr. Robertson and Mr. Johnson.”
Clara frowned. She said while pouting, “But I think you’re a good person.”
“Good person?” Sophia smiled ominously. Her smile was laced with sarcasm. It did not matter if it was the past or present, no one had ever described her this way. This was more like Miss Robertson’s label for her.
Clara nodded. “A woman’s intuition!”
Silence.
It was almost time for work. A lot of staff walked past her occasionally. However, they would stop talking or joking around whenever they passed the two of them. They even started walking or breathing softer.
After a while, Sophia said to the confused and nervous Clara, “I’m not as weak as you thought. You don’t have to come see me anymore. I have to go to work, so I’ll be going now.”
When she was hospitalized, Zachary had warned her that a person with ulterior motives like her should stay away from Clara.
“Sophia? Sophia!” Clara jumped and called out to her a few times. However, Sophia did not slow down at all.
Clara frowned. She did not know whether she had offended Sophia or not.
Suddenly, she patted herself on the head and remembered something. She took out her phone and made a call.
When the call got through, she put her hand on her hip and yelled, “Zachary, did you say something to Sophia without my knowledge? Don’t change the subject. I’m asking you, yes or no?”
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Tiffany went to almost 50 hairdressers with her tragic hair, but all the hairdressers told her she could only get extensions if her hair was at least 10 centimeters.
She only had one or two centimeters of hair on her head. There were some places where she was almost bald. With their skills, they were unable to do the hair extension for her.
No one was willing to do it even after she proposed to pay more money.
Tiffany could only buy a wig for the time being. However, when she was having intercourse with a rich man, he had pulled off her wig accidentally.
After he pulled her wig off, the rich man was so scared that he went soft. He immediately cut all ties with her and even hired some people to beat her up.
Tiffany was feeling angrier and angrier the more she thought about this. She had wasted so much effort to get the news of Sophia being thrown out naked by Charles. She wanted to use this opportunity to humiliate Sophia but ended up failing. She even risked being fired.
“Manager Jim, how can you just watch me get bullied by Sophia and do nothing?” Inside the manager’s office, Tiffany sat on the new manager’s lap and looked at him seductively.
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