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"What report? You got it wrong! I just drank too much and now my head hurts. I will sleep for a while. Don't call me!" Sterling smiled happily and said a few words in a hurry. Not giving Sophie a chance to ask questions, he hung up.
Sophia called again, but no one answered.
She pursed her lips, got out of bed, and put on her shoes. She wanted to go out without even changing her medical clothes.
She knew that her brother had acted impulsively without considering the consequences. She just did not know what he did.
"Are you going out?" Megan stood up and stopped in front of her. "Your sister-in-law said that you should have a good rest."
Sophia frowned. "Get out of the way."
"Your leg was injured before, and now you’re scalded. What if the inflammation causes cell necrosis and your leg becomes completely disabled?" Megan did not know anything about medicine and she did not know what she was saying. She just wanted to stop Sophia.
Sophia frowned more tightly. "I’m clear about my legs. Get out of the way."
After a pause, she added. "I know you don't want to offend my sister-in-law. You can tell her that I rushed out by force. She is not an unreasonable person."
Megan glanced at her face, hesitated, and stepped aside. "You said it yourself."
Sophia hummed carelessly and ran away from her.
“Sophia, wait for me. I'll go with you!" Megan thought for a moment and quickly followed.
Sophia did not stop and ran all the way to the front of the elevator. She pressed for all four elevators and waited with her head down.
Ding!
The elevator opened.
She raised her head and was just about to enter when she saw the people in the elevator.
In the elevator, Charles was standing behind Leah’s wheelchair in a silver-gray suit. He looked noble and handsome. At this moment, he was looking down at the wound on the back of Leah's hand intently.
Megan was standing beside Sophia and was stunned to see this.
"Why are you rushing out?" Leah's eyes fell on her leg as she said anxiously, "Your leg is burned. It is better to rest in bed."
Charles raised his eyes, his gaze pausing on Sophia's leg. He quickly moved away.
"My brother caused the injury on the back of your hand?" Sophia asked, licking her dry lips. She was looking at the wound on the back of Leah's hand.
Her brother had been in the police station for so long, so he must have gotten into big trouble. Apart from provoking Charles and Leah, she really could not think of any other reasons.
Leah nodded lightly, her pretty facial features slightly bitter. "Ster said that this is an eye for an eye. He also said that I must have splashed you on purpose. He didn't believe me no matter how I explained it."
Megan's eyes were erratic. She did not know where to look.
“Unless… What’ll it take for you to let it go?” Sophia seem to stutter for a while as she swallowed the words ‘Unless this was intentional’ back down.
Charles looked at the piece of gauze bulging on Sophia's leg, and a dark light flashed across his eyes. He was a little irritated.
"I said several times to reconcile privately, but Ster told me that I… The scheming b*tch was pretending and refused to accept my kindness. I really couldn’t help it." Leah sighed helplessly.
Hearing this, Megan, who had been silent for a long time, frowned and said, "This is Mr. White's fault. Ms. Jones didn't even care about him, he still..."
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