Chapter 218
The comments reached Sonia’s ears as well, but she just smiled and didn’t take them to heart because she had heard such things countless times.
Confused, Carl looked at her smiling face and asked, “Aren’t you angry, Sonia?”
She took a sip of juice and replied, “There’s nothing to be angry about.”
“They’re speaking so badly about you.” Narrowing his eyes, Carl scanned the gossip-mongers as though he wanted to memorize their faces.
Chuckling, she answered, “Just let them say whatever they want. I can’t possibly seal their mouths, can I? Furthermore, I can’t be angry at so many people.”
“But I am!” A spiteful look flashed in his eyes, but it disappeared the next second. These people who insulted Sonia… I won’t let any of them off!
Not knowing what was on his mind, Sonia patted him on the shoulder and said, “It’s alright, I know you feel unjustified for me, but you shouldn’t be bothered since I’m not even angry about it. Just let them be. They’re simply a bunch of gossip-mongers, and we don’t have to stoop to their level.”
Grinning, Carl nodded. “Alright.”
“I’m going to get another glass of juice,” she said and placed her empty glass on the side before heading off to the drinks corner, leaving Carl and Charles alone.
Resting an arm on Carl’s shoulder, Charles asked in a hushed voice, “Rascal, are you going to do something to these people?”
Throwing his arm off his shoulder, Carl replied coldly, “Of course. I have to teach them a lesson since they have the nerves to insult Sonia.”
“I’m with you on this, but don’t overdo it. If they become suspicious of Sonia—”
“I got it,” Carl interrupted while looking at him.
Charles patted him lightly on his shoulder and said, “Good, Sonia’s coming back now. Don’t reveal anything.”
“Yeah,” he muttered as Sonia came over with a glass of mango juice in her hand.
Smiling, she asked, “What are you guys talking about? I saw from afar that both of you looked very serious.”
“We’re just discussing your birthday gift,” Charles said, laughing loudly.
Going along with his answer, Carl nodded. “Yes, Sonia. What would you like for your birthday?”
“My birthday is in June next year,” she said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. “There’s still half a year to go and you’re already discussing what to prepare as my gift. Don’t you think it’s too early for that?”
“Not at all,” Carl replied gently, shaking his head. “Some gifts have to be custom-made ahead of time.”
“Exactly, darling,” Charles agreed.
“Are you guys discussing what to get for Sonia for her birthday? Count me in as well,” Zane interrupted suddenly as he joined them.
Charles rolled his eyes at him and said, “What’s Sonia’s birthday got to do with you?”
“Of course it does since she’s also my friend,” Zane answered, sticking out his chest.
Snorting, Charles snapped, “Let me correct that. Your friend is Toby Fuller.”
“So what if he is? There’s no limit to the number of friends I can have, and I’m also Sonia’s partner in work, right?” he said and winked at Sonia.
Charles sulked and had no words to retort all of a sudden, but Carl narrowed his eyes and asked, “Sonia, what are you working on with Mr. Coleman?”
“It’s something important, but I can’t tell you the details just yet,” she answered, smiling.
Hearing that, Sonia pursed her lips and spun around, facing Cynthia and Tina with an expressionless face.
Tina tugged at Cynthia’s arm and said, “Don’t say that, Cynthia.” Then, she gave Sonia an apologetic smile. “Miss Reed, I apologize on Cynthia’s behalf. I’m sorry, she didn’t do it on purpose. It’s just because she’s an outspoken person.”
“Outspoken?” Sonia snorted. “Do you know what that means? It simply means that she meant what she said and wasn’t just shooting her mouth off. The fact that you called her an outspoken person instead of disagreeing with her shows that you actually agree with the things she said. Therefore, why did you even apologize? Don’t you think that’s a little too pretentious of you?”
“Miss Reed, how could you say something like that…” Tina uttered, biting her lower lip and looking as though she had been accused. “Even if I said something wrong, you shouldn’t have called me pretentious.”
“Exactly,” Cynthia echoed, raising her chin. “She just used the wrong word. Do you have to be such a bully? Also, did I say anything wrong? You were acting so intimate with so many men—”
“Are you envious?” Sonia interrupted, crossing her arms across her chest as she looked at her with ridicule.
Blood rushed to Cynthia’s face and she shouted angrily, “Who are you calling envious?”
“If you’re not, then why are you trying to stir up an issue with me using Zane and the rest? You don’t have to use the men around me as an excuse to start a fight with me,” Sonia snapped.
“1-…” Cynthia stammered, tongue-tied as her eyes burned with fury.
Sweeping her disdainful gaze over them both, Sonia added, “I would suggest you girls to think of a better excuse before coming to pick a fight with me next time. Otherwise, you’ll only make a fool out of yourselves.”
With that said, she twirled and wanted to leave the scene, but Tina bit her lip and grabbed her arm all of a sudden after malice flashed in her eyes.
The moment her hand touched Sonia’s arm, she acted as though she was shoved and staggered backward in horror before falling to the floor on her bottom. The glass she was holding shattered to pieces and the wine spilled all over her dress. Suddenly, the entire room fell silent and everyone turned their heads to look in their direction.
Seeing that everyone was looking their way, Tina raised her head and looked at Sonia with a tear streaked face. “Miss Reed, you’re too much. You didn’t have to push me just because I bumped into you.”
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