Atrophy of Love: Mr. Harris, Stop Fooling Around! novel Chapter 59

Charles’ slender legs were folded together. He leaned his body on the back of the chair, his voice chilling. "Then you should also know that the stock drop caused by such misleading news cannot cause fatal trauma to Harris Corporation."

"Of course. Harris Corporation is very well flourished. A small change in stocks is not even an itch. It’ll merely be a loss of one or two billion. However, you’re a businessman. You won’t risk this unnecessary loss for someone who is insignificant, will you?” Leah said slowly.

"For an insignificant person, it’s certainly not worth it." Charles put his hands on his knees, his right fingers clasping his knees. His eyes were cold. “But a sacrifice of a billion or two to get rid of someone who exceeds my limit of patience… It's worth it."

Silence.

There was dead silence in the office.

The smile on Leah's face froze for a moment. It took her a while before returning to normal.

She passed by the teacup fragments on the ground. Pushing her wheelchair, she said, "You’re being too serious. Like I said just now, I did not tail or find someone to keep an eye on you. It is unnecessary. I came to the club just because I want to talk to you about my brother's engagement next month."

Her figure was reflected in Charles’ deep pupils. His brows and eyes were indifferent.

He picked up a cup of tea. As soon as he put his lips on the cup, the picture of Sophia's thigh that was full of blisters and scars flashed in his brain. He frowned slightly. He then put the teacup down again.

"If you still feel uncomfortable, I can guarantee that I will not come to the club without your permission in the future." Leah smiled bitterly.

"Okay," Charles responded softly without making her feel too bad. He then changed the subject. "You said you came to me to talk about your brother's engagement next month?"

Leah lightly nodded. She said softly, "During Aunt Harris’ birthday party yesterday, my parents knew about Sophia’s entanglement with my brother. My parents are not at ease. They’re afraid that Sophia will cause trouble during my brother’s engagement party with Audrey Sommer. So, they asked me to come to you."

"Come to me?" The word 'entanglement' made Charles’ eyes even dimmer. He felt a little oppressed in his chest. He yanked his shirt lightly.

"Yeah." Leah observed his reaction under her eyes. She gripped him for a moment. She released the grip soon after, saying, "Sophia is an employee of the club, and you are the owner of the club. A few days before my brother’s engagement, can you arrange some more work for her so that she won’t have the opportunity to cause trouble?"

When Sophia arrived at the hospital, the doctor pierced the blisters with a sterile needle. Then, they cleaned the pus inside the blisters. Once that was done, she was wrapped with gauze.

Due to the large wound area, the scald was more serious. She needed to be hospitalized for intravenous therapy.

The doctor explained some urgent matters and left.

"Was it caused by a hot beverage?" Marie leaned against the wall. Her gorgeous and silky voice made her more charming because of the upswing intonation at the end of the question.

Most of Sophia’s right leg was wrapped with gauze. Lying down, she was uncomfortable as she could not move. She hummed. While supporting herself on the bed with both hands, she sat up with some difficulty.

"Tsk, she really did a number on you." Marie sighed. Then, she gossiped. "Ms. Jones injured you... Didn’t Mr. Harris say anything?"

Sophia lowered her eyes. She said softly, "Let me go to work again when I get better."

"He didn’t say anything?" Marie stepped away from the wall and bent over curiously.

Sophia raised her eyes. She glanced at her lightly. After a while, she said, "No."

"A man's heart is like a needle under the sea, very difficult to understand." Marie straightened up. She suddenly said something inexplicable.

Sophia did not know what she meant by these words. She also did not want to know. She pursed her lips for a moment. Then, she spoke embarrassingly, "Ms. Marie, can I borrow the medical and hospital expenses from you first? I'll pay you back when I get back. "

She had come out in a hurry, so she did not bring her mobile phone or wallet.

"It's considered a work injury. The club will pay for you. You don’t need to worry about it." Marie stared at the scar on her face. She stretched out her slender finger and tapped. She furrowed her brows. "Such a beautiful face, it's a pity."