My Sweetheart novel Chapter 557

"What did Mom say to Joseph?" Zofia blinked.

Bertie frowned at her words.

"I wasn't there at that time, but I think Joseph might have changed his mind. Our mother saved his life, so he won't ignore you." Bertie frowned again. "As long as you give it another try, there might be a chance that he is persuaded."

With that, Bertie handed his sister a glass of scarlet wine.

Zofia lowered her eyes and slowly smiled.

Holding the wine glass and wearing high heels, she walked towards Joseph's table.

Many doctors and professors respected Marshall Group as a patron. Besides, Zofia was also an intern. She gradually became familiar with many professors through this meeting.

"Dr. Marshall, you really did hard work this time." A young doctor approached her.

Since Zofia was also strikingly good-looking, many more people came to greet her.

"It's you who have worked so hard and done us a great favor," Zofia replied while having one eye on Joseph.

Seeing him stand up, Zofia gently pushed away the man in front of her and walked towards him.

"Joseph." Zofia gave him a bright smile.

Joseph's expression was cold as usual. He nodded and prepared to leave.

However, Zofia still stood in his way. In the next second, her glass suddenly collided and she moved her hand backwards. As a result, most of the wine was poured onto her evening dress.

"Joseph ... I'm sorry." Zofia' face turned pale and she felt chilly all over the body. Subconsciously, she leaned against Joseph's body.

Many of the surrounding guests looked over. Joseph took off his jacket and draped it over her body. Then he said softly, "Go to change first."

"My room isn't here..." Zofia looked at him with frustration.

"Let Bertie send you back."

After saying that, Joseph left directly.

Zofia bit her lips yet continued to follow him. She even bore to tear off her dress.

"Joseph, could you let me go up while waiting for my brother? He can't leave yet." Zofia's voice was pitiful and provocative.

Joseph glanced at her dress and frowned.

His cold eyes fell on her again. Zofia said, "Didn't you say that I'm your sister? Can't you just take care of your sister..."

"Follow me." Joseph turned around.

Zofia smiled secretly.

At this moment, Kathy had just arrived at the Donsen Hotel. She was about to call Joseph when she saw Zofia in a jacket following him into the elevator.

Zofia saw Kathy the moment the elevator door was about to close slowly.

A smile lifted the corner of her mouth.

Upon reaching the top floor, Zofia tactfully said, "I've already informed my brother. He'll come to pick me up in half an hour. Do you have any clothes for me to change?"

"No, let Bertie bring your clothes." Joseph's voice was calm and unperturbed.

Zofia nodded and sat on the sofa, her gaze following Joseph.

He sat at his desk and looked at his phone, thinking that Kathy probably hadn't arrived yet.

He started to deal with some work and didn't say a word to Zofia.

"Joseph, my brother's here. I'm leaving." Zofia received a call from her brother and approached Joseph.

"OK."

Zofia had been used to Joseph's indifference. She went into the bathroom and stayed there for quite a while before leaving the room.

Kathy had already arrived at the corridor.

"So, are you taking revenge on me now? You deliberately created such an illusion to make me misunderstand. Zofia, you're insane," Kathy said in a deep voice.

Within the previous minute, Kathy had thought a lot.

She had thought if they really did it. Then she realized she shouldn't have thought about the assumption.

It was impossible.

Joseph would never betray her. Never.

"Revenge? Kathy, I don't want to be your enemy, as long as you return Joseph to me. Return him to me! Let me tell you something. Joseph wasn't willing to do it just now, but I drugged him." Zofia's voice was a little hysterical.

She was risking it.

If she couldn't make Joseph give up, then she must dishearten Kathy!

Hearing this, Kathy suppressed her emotions with difficulty. She clenched her hands and bit her lips tightly.

Drug.

Indeed, there was nothing Zofia wouldn't do now.

She looked at the torn hem of Zofia's dress, which was also drenched. It was hard not to wonder the cause of this.

"Believe it or not, I've slept with him. At least we're equal now."

Kathy looked at Zofia coldly. In the next second, she raised her hand and slapped her in the face.

It was probably because she had truly regarded Zofia as a good friend that now she was so disappointed in her.

Even though Kathy knew that perhaps the current Zofia was her true self.

"Joseph owes the Marshall family a debt of gratitude. He won't leave me." Zofia touched her face and the hatred in her eyes was getting stronger.

In the next second, she raised her hand to slap Kathy's face, only to find her wrist grabbed by a faster hand.