Atrophy of Love: Mr. Harris, Stop Fooling Around! novel Chapter 241

Justin straightened up his back and stood up. "You’re still so blunt when you have nothing left. I really admire you, Charles."

"You will admire me even more in the future," Charles said with a smile, "Sophia is pregnant and gets hungry easily. Mr. Dennis will be here, so I will accompany Sophia to have lunch first."

Justin clicked his tongue. "I hope you can still be like how you are right now after a period of time, Charles."

"I’m counting on that." Charles entered the restroom, grabbed Sophia's coat, and put it on her, then took her hand and walked out with her.

Justin sneered and sat down again, ordering the employees in the office, "Chop chop, everybody. Grandpa is in a hurry to get this done."

Sophia and Charles walked out of Harris Corporation together. A cool breeze blew and awakened her considerably. She swung his hand away and walked toward the car.

"You shouldn't have lied and said that you’re pregnant," Charles said suddenly, following behind her.

Sophia dropped her head and walked ahead without a word. A hint of irony emerged in her eyes.

Could she have escaped Sawyer if she had not lied? Hah, her sex tape would be circulating all over the place by now!

"I would have gotten there if you could just wait a while longer," Charles said, "If you lie about being pregnant, you’ll need to use many more lies to cover up this lie."

Sophia sneered ironically and stopped dead in her tracks before turning around to look at him. "Charles, I’m already grateful enough that you aren’t torturing me. But am I supposed to leave my life and future in the hands of a man who broke my leg?”

Silence.

The atmosphere between the two was unusually suffocating.

Charles clenched his fists firmly, the back of his hand filled with ferocious-looking blue veins. After a long time, he said, "Grandpa is not that easy to deceive. Using excuses like accidental miscarriage and whatnot certainly won’t work.

The irony on Sophia's face vanished. She dropped her eyes, her eyelashes trembling a few times. She made no reply.

… She had not thought of her next course of action.

"Mr. Harris?! Ms. White?!" At this moment, a short-haired woman standing not far away called out to them in an excited manner. Then, she rushed over in a haste.

Sophia turned to look at the woman, realizing that she had never met her before. Before she could ask her anything, a group of people started running toward them.

Seeing the various recording equipment and microphones in their hands as well as the cameras aimed at her and Charles, her face turned grim.

Nothing good ever happened when reporters were around.

Charles stood next to her with his usual countenance. There were no fluctuations in his expression when he saw the reporters. It was as if he had been expecting them a long time ago.

Sophia frowned. She turned around and tried to leave but could not move an inch as she was completely surrounded by the reporters.

"Ms. White, is it true that Ms. Jones has pressed charges on you for attempted murder?"

"You used to be best friends, right? Why did you hit Ms. Jones with your car? Were you jealous of her because she likes Mr. Harris too?"

"It’s rumored that the marriage contract between the Jones and Harris families has been canceled. Are you the other woman in this relationship?"

"Ms. Jones did not press charges against you two years ago, but now you’re stepping in and breaking her and Mr. Harris’ relationship. Can you comment a bit about your attitude of returning kindness with ingratitude?"

"Sophia, you are no longer a member of the Whites and have been working in Dream Club for a while now. Do you think the Harris family will agree to let Mr. Harris take your hand in marriage?”

The reporters looked at Sophia with eagerness in their eyes as they extended their microphones to her face, wishing so badly that they could stuff it in her mouth.