Meanwhile, Sophia had started to integrate herself into the world of the bigwigs. She was chatting with them about topics on real estate, stocks, company management, and so on.
Sam remained quiet as he watched her. This is Cooper and Annabel’s child! Unfortunately, Cooper didn’t know of the existence of this child even when he died. At the peak of his career, he stood above all others as the president of the Mitchell Group and the family head of the Mitchell Family. However, he didn’t know that his own child didn’t even have the chance to go to school at the time. What a cruel fate to have befallen Cooper and Annabel!
Sophia sat beside Michael while listening to the people around her. She learned a lot from listening to them. Once in a while, she would participate in their discussions too. She didn’t try to blow her own trumpet. Rather, she appropriately emphasized her existence. She was very subtle and clever about it, and it showcased her high emotional intelligence.
In the first place, Cooper’s child would be very intelligent even if their brilliance were buried. However, if they were allowed to shine, their brilliance would be dazzling.
Corrado stuck out its tongue and raised its head, allowing her to pat its head.
Unable to stand it, Lucy put the glass of juice in her hand down and called out to Corrado, “Blackie, come here.” Who is she calling Corrado?! This is Blackie! How could this dog have such a distasteful and tacky name?!
Sophia withdrew her hand awkwardly, thinking that it was Lucy’s dog. “I just thought… the name ‘Corrado’ would suit a black dog like it…”
Unfortunately, Corrado was not familiar with Lucy. Even though she called out to it, it did not budge an inch and remained between Sophia and Sam.
All of a sudden, a hand reached out to rest on Corrado’s head while stroking it. Sam, who was wearing sunglasses, petted Corrado and said to Sophia warmly, “It is called Corrado. The name ‘Blackie’ was simply derived from the word ‘black’ because of its black fur.”
At that moment, Sophia came to realize that the dog belonged to Sam. Thus, she hurriedly responded by laughing awkwardly.
Meanwhile, Lucy didn’t seem happy either. After all, being put down by her uncle in front of so many people was not a nice feeling.
While chatting happily, somebody came up to Lucy suddenly and whispered something in her ear. Lucy listened and a disgusted expression showed on her face. She was in charge of managing the annual meeting this year. That meant that all matters, big or small, had to go through her. Naturally, her subordinates only came to her when something important came up. After listening to her subordinate’s report, Lucy replied, “Keep it under wraps for now and lock it up. Somebody will come looking for it sooner or later.”
With that, her subordinate left. The people around her rushed to ask about the incident as it seemed like something huge had happened.
Lucy looked repulsed. “There’s a Husky trying to eat feces in the bathroom and my people are unable to stop it. Since it is unregistered, we don’t know whose dog is it.”
After hearing those words, everybody was rendered speechless. However, a few people were shocked by those words! Sophia lowered her head and sipped her juice. Her body was stiff, and she didn’t dare to say anything. Similarly, the corner of Michael’s mouth twitched while Harry’s gaze wavered slightly.
This truly was a huge deal, and everybody was shocked to the core.
“What? How uncultured… How can it—”
Something like this could not be publicized. Thus, Lucy did not instruct her people to openly search for the owner of the dog. What was I supposed to do? Ask my staff to go around questioning, “There’s a dog eating feces in the bathroom. Does it belong to you?” If somebody admitted to it, the news that XX’s dog ate feces would immediately spread across Bayside City’s well-known circles. How would the owner, their family, and the dog hold their head up after that? They wouldn’t be able to continue living in Bayside City!
At that moment, nobody would dare to admit that that was their dog, especially a public figure like Michael. If he went to claim the dog, the whole world would soon know that Taylor Murray’s dog ate feces before the afternoon was up. How will I continue working in the film industry?!
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