Atrophy of Love: Mr. Harris, Stop Fooling Around! novel Chapter 336

Charles paused, then answered after a long time with deep and serene eyes.

"...Okay."

He would remember this and make sure she paid him back double.

Sophia breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing that he had agreed to comply, then shifted to the front passenger seat and fastened her seat belt.

There was still an air of lingering intimacy in the car.

Sophia stared at the car window uneasily and was startled when she saw a red-faced woman in the window. She straightened her neck and looked straight ahead.

She let out a hollow cough and asked, "About the new lung cancer drug that you and Mr. Fredrickson planned to delay..."

She started the topic but did not know how to proceed.

"It's absolutely normal for new drugs to be delayed. If Grandpa can't make it through, then one can only say that he isn’t lucky enough." Charles’ countenance was mild. "Just like the time he sent you to prison. If you were… killed by an inmate, he would also say that you are not lucky enough.”

Sophia felt relieved after hearing what he said but also felt a chill at the same time.

She was relieved because she need not feel apprehensive living under Master Harris' influence anymore as he would not live much longer without the support from the new drugs.

She was fearful because if Charles was able to use this method to deal with Master Harris, then others could use the same method to deal with them.

Not even the law could punish them if the killing was done without shedding a single drop of blood.

The world was so cruel and realistic that it was terrifying.

After getting out of the car, Charles carried Sophia inside.

She was not used to displaying such intimacy in public as she would feel immensely awkward. Despite that, it was useless for her to resist. He said that wearing high heels would not be good for the baby, hence he forcefully picked her up and entered the villa.

When the car pulled over at the entrance, James led several servants outside to greet them.

He was extremely surprised when he saw this scene, though what came after his surprise was an undisguised delight.

"You guys seem really tight, Charles and Soph. You’re just like Aunt Jenny and me when we were young." James ordered a servant to grab some fruits and tea while he sat on the couch talking to Charles.

After they entered the living room, Charles took off Sophia's high heels and stretched out his hand to massage her feet. "Oh, is that so? I'm not treating her well enough then. There’s still plenty of room for improvement."

James froze for a moment before realizing that Charles was saying that he was not treating Jenny good enough.

Sophia did not even bother to pay attention to the look on his face. Her face had heated up completely.

She exerted some strength in an attempt to retract her foot. Charles might look like he was not using any force at all, but he was keeping a firm grip on her foot.

Just as she was about to retract her foot, he dropped his head and made a motion as though he was about to kiss her foot and calf, frightening her so much that she dared not move anymore for fear that he would do something worse than that.

"That’s my baby!" Charles smiled and stroked her head as though to praise her.

Sophia, "..."

Even her neck had turned pink.

"I'm drowsy so I’ll be going upstairs to get some rest now." Sophia ran straight up to the second floor barefooted.

As soon as she came to the lowest step of the staircase, a pair of hands pressed on her waist, and immediately after that, her entire body lifted in the air—Charles had picked her up horizontally.

"Is the ground not cold at all?" Charles lowered his eyes to gaze at her. "Hmm?"

Sophia put her arms around his neck without uttering a single word.

Charles let out a playful laugh, planted a gentle kiss on her forehead, and then walked towards the second floor holding her in his arms.

"Charles, about the thing we agreed—" James was planning to make small talk with him before asking about these things at first, but Charles did not give the opportunity to do so, hence he had no choice but to cut to the chase now.

Charles did not even stop. His voice was mild. "Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow—the latest. Harris Corporation will send a representative to discuss the details with you."