Atrophy of Love: Mr. Harris, Stop Fooling Around! novel Chapter 452

Charles’ handsome face was splattered with blood as well, and he looked just like a demon who had crawled out of hell. “If I hear anything stupid that comes out of your mouth again, I’ll kill you.”

His voice was calm, but nobody dared take this as a joke.

Sawyer slumped on the ground as he trembled violently. The onlookers staring at him made him feel embarrassed, and as much as he wanted to refute, he did not have the guts to.

Shatter!

Charles dropped the blood-stained vase onto the floor, and Sawyer instantly paled as he flinched to the sound of the glass shattering on the floor.

When Mr. Phillips heard the commotion over here, he hurried over. “Saw, are you alright? I’ll call an ambulance right now!”

With that, he dialed 911 and reported the situation.

Charles did not bother staying either as he turned away with a cold look on his face.

Mr. Phillips, who had just ended the call, immediately called out to him angrily, “Mr. Harris, how can you leave just like that after beating up my son?”

“Warn him not to show up in front of me anymore, or else I’ll beat him up every time I see him,” Charles said coldly as he paused in his tracks.

Although he looked unkempt and slobby, the overbearing demeanor and poise he had honed over the years being in his high position were wholly intact.

“How bold of you!” Mr. Phillips’ expression darkened when he heard Charles’ words. “Charles Harris, do you still think the Harris family is still the same Harris family as before?”

He had recently heard that the Harris family could not stand Charles’ self-deterioration anymore and decided to elect a new president as well as a new chairman of the corporation to avoid him becoming a burden.

In fact, he was not the only one who knew about this, many other company presidents had gotten wind as well.

The onlookers immediately turned to Charles to see his reaction. If he showed any signs of fear or perhaps admit to defeat, it meant that the rumors were true.

“It doesn’t matter, it won’t stop me from killing you. This is Sophia’s funeral, all of you best keep your mouth shut.” Charles’ gaze was as sharp as a blade as it paused on Mr. Phillips and the incredibly humiliated Sawyer, who was still slumped on the ground.

With that, he walked away without even looking back.

Mr. Phillips had assumed the news was true, but after seeing Charles’ attitude, he could not help but feel doubtful.

If the Harris family was truly replacing him with someone else, how could he still be so arrogant?

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Meanwhile, in an inconspicuous corner.

Sophia was bandaged from head to toe, sitting in a wheelchair with a nurse standing behind her.

Victor had wanted to bring her over but she was worried that him being a Hemingway might attract too much attention, and so she requested him to arrange for a nurse to take her.

Sophia saw everything that just happened and her heart was all tangled over.

Charles had always been slightly obsessed with personal hygiene and cleanliness, and he had always been extremely rational. In fact, he was so rational that she never thought he particularly liked her to the point that he could not live without her.

However, what she just witnessed shocked her to the core and she almost did not recognize the man at all.

She had never thought that he would lose himself like this just because of her, and was willing to give up everything he had to seek revenge for her…

“Excuse me, Miss, are you sick?”

Nicole’s voice sounded from beside her and Sophia consciously lowered her head as her heart leaped in shock.

The nurse quickly answered in her place, “Yes, Ms. Griffin is indeed injured severely. Ms. White once helped Ms. Griffin out during a charity event, and so after hearing about Ms. White’s accident, she requested her doctor’s permission so she could come by and say goodbye to Ms. White.”