Atrophy of Love: Mr. Harris, Stop Fooling Around! novel Chapter 88

Chapter 88 I Went To Hide In The Toilet For A While

##Yvette was concerned and asked her whether she needed to see a doctor, to which she politely declined. After lunch, the two of them spent more than four hours styling and putting on makeup. When they arrived at Pearl Hotel, it was already seven o'clock in the evening.

The birthday party invitations were sent out under the Harris family’s name. Everyone was showing them respect as most of them had arrived at this point in time.

Compared to Yvette’s birthday banquet last time, the guests’ attitude toward Sophia had changed slightly. Last time, their praises for Sophia sounded deliberate, but this time, their praises contained elements of careful ingratiation.

"Ms. White's dress is absolutely stunning. This design looks a bit familiar to me. Is this Buddy Melville’s design? I own a gown that he designed too."

"You’re both 20 years old, but Ms. White's skin looks so radiant compared to my Nina’s skin. Nina, come and learn a thing or two about skincare from Ms. White."

Sophia had always felt an intense dislike for the fickleness and hypocrisy of this group of people. Not only in the past, but also in the present. Her family’s fond indulgence toward her had allowed her to be headstrong and walk away. Now, she had no choice but to go out of her way to curry favor with others.

"Charles is over there. Soph and I will go over and take a look," Yvette smiled and said.

The crowd teased her a little before dispersing.

Yvette handed Sophia a glass of juice and said helplessly, "You must be thirsty from all the talking, right?"

"A little. Thank you, Aunt Harris." Sophia drank from the glass and was still a little thirsty. She was just about to grab another one when she was stopped from doing so.

Yvette snatched the juice from her hand and set it on the table again. "I threw this birthday party especially for you. It’ll be a waste if you keep making trips to the toilet from drinking too much."

Sophia hummed a reply.

"This birthday party will tell others that you’re not an abandoned child. I’m not asking you to please them. You don't have to entertain everybody." Yvette had used her son as an excuse earlier. After scanning the place, he was still nowhere to be seen.

Sophia gave a wry smile. "It's better to look down at the ground than to look up at the sky. Just about anyone from the crowd here can make life difficult for me if they’re mad.”

Yvette patted the back of her hand, sighed, and pulled her toward Charles who just appeared in the crowd.

Charles was currently talking to a good-looking middle-aged man when they approached him. "I will give careful consideration with regards to our companies’ partnership. Now if you’ll excuse me."

The man he was talking to stepped aside like every other guest to make way for him.

Charles made his way through the crowd, walked up to Yvette, and called out to his mom. He paused for a moment and said to Sophia under everyone’s faintly discernible gaze, "Happy birthday. I’ll give you your present in a moment."

"How thoughtful of you," Yvette smiled and said.

Sophia lowered her head. Her voice was mild, but her hands were clasping her gown. "Thank you, Mr. Harris."

Her actions fell into Yvette’s eyes as she gently pulled her hands apart and bent over to smoothen out her wrinkled gown.

"It’s just a task my elders told me to do. You don’t need to be so polite," Charles said casually whilst straightening his bow tie.

Sophia pursed her lips and did not utter another word.

"I didn't see you when Soph and I first came in. Where did you go?" Yvette looked back and forth between the two before changing the subject.

A waiter came over, and Charles took a glass of champagne from the tray. After taking a sip, he answered, "There are too many people. I went to hide in the toilet for a while."