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Sophia tried hard to put on a smile and declined. "I'm usually pretty busy at work. I'll let you know when I get the chance."
Nicole could only say yes to that.
The car soon stopped in front of Dream Club.
Sophia grabbed the handlebar and was about to open it when Sterling stopped her. "Wait a minute, Soph." He looked back at Nicole and pointed to a small supermarket near the club. "I'm a little thirsty. Get me a bottle of water."
There was water in the car. He was trying to get rid of Nicole and speak to Sophia alone.
Nicole also guessed it. Her face was temperamental, and she did not move for quite some time.
"I know the boss. I'll go." Sophia could understand Nicole's point of view. Nicole had put her heart into treating her and her brother, yet he wanted to avoid Nicole to talk to her. He treated Nicole a little too much like an outsider.
If it were her, she would feel uncomfortable too.
"You've been busy all day. You must be tired." Nicole pulled her back, glared at Sterling, and then said, "I'll go."
With that, she opened the door and got out of the car. However, she did not go to the supermarket to buy water. Instead, she stood not far from the car.
Sophia looked at her and sighed. "Sterling, what can't you say in front of Nicole? Even if you needed an excuse, you should have used one that's less obvious. What you're doing is upsetting Nicole."
There was silence.
Sterling sulkily pulled out a cigarette, tucked it between his lips, and lit it. He looked at Sophia from the rearview mirror and stubbed out his cigarette. Then, he rolled down the window and threw it out.
It was already October. The weather was fine during the day, but it was chilly at night, especially for Nicole who was in an evening gown.
Sophia looked at Nicole with her nose red from the cold. "It's cold outside. Let Nicole in."
She rolled down the window to call her, but before she could, the car window was once again raised.
"I can't help much, but I can do you a small favor." Sterling looked like he just swallowed a fly as he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm going to ask that son of a b*tch Charles out in a few days. I'll call you around the same time!"
"... Um," Sophia answered after a while. Then, she rolled down the window and called Nicole.
Nicole walked to the front of the car with her arms folded, ignoring the passenger seat's door Sterling had opened for her. She sat in the back instead. She did not slam the door and did not yell, but she looked terrible.
"Nicole, Sterling just told me... details about seducing Charles." Sophia tried to laugh, but her lips would not cooperate. "He wanted you out because he was afraid I would be embarrassed. Don't be angry with him. Blame it on me."
She had learned nothing good from her parents, but she learned to be proud just like her father. Sometimes she talked big and would do it through gritted teeth.
However, after wasting two years in prison, she came to Dream Club. She had already lost her dignity, so where else could she find pride?
Nicole watched her go from deadpan to surprise to pain, guilt, and sadness in just a few seconds. She tried to say something to comfort Sophia but found nothing suitable.
"It's getting late. You and Nicole should get home early and be safe." Sophia opened the door and got out of the car. She stood beside it and looked at them.
Sterling was afraid that she would feel embarrassed and awkward. Without further hesitation, he started the car, turned to join the traffic, and left.
It was not until the car was out of sight that Sophia pressed her lips and turned toward the dormitory.
Her phone vibrated.
Yvette sent her a WeChat message because she was afraid she could not answer the phone.
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