“They’re letting Leah off too lightly, aren’t they?” Clara’s doll-like face was scrunched up in annoyance. “Everyone called you a murderer and you were put in jail for two years! How can they just ask her to pay you a little money and it’s all settled? You’re a rich girl yourself, two million can barely cover your spending for half a year!”
Sophia remained silent as her head hung low and her fists tightly clenched.
Although Leah was the one who set her up, Charles was the reason she lost a leg and was thrown into prison, yet she still had to stay by Charles’s side and pretend to be his girlfriend!
Ha!
How ridiculous!
Clara took no notice of her mood and continued complaining to herself. “Anyway, I always feel upset whenever the judge announces the verdict!”
“I handled a minor case just a few months ago. The kid was only twelve years old and had beaten his classmate to death! Since he was still a minor, there’s no death sentence so he’s sent to juvenile and he’ll be free in a few years’ time…”
Sophia bit her lip as she had a bitter taste in her mouth. She felt as if something was stuffed down her throat and she could not speak.
“Charles, Leah was the one who framed Sophia but you were the one who broke Sophia’s legs and sent her to jail. From my experience with women, Sophia must be pissed right now so…” Zachary heaved a heavy sigh. “Good luck!”
Charles turned to look at Sophia. His eyes flashed as he unbuttoned the top button on his shirt collar. The pressure on his chest had not yet lifted.
From the moment they entered the courtroom until now, she had not cast him a single glance, nor had she acknowledged him.
“Thank you for your hard work,” Charles said.
Zachary put down his glasses and looked at Charles with a raised brow. “Wow, you’re finally talking like a real man! Don’t worry, it’s nothing. This is just another small case for me!”
“I did tell you everything that happened and handed you all the evidence. If you weren’t able to settle this case for me, you’re truly an idiot,” Charles said.
Zachary was speechless.
This guy was truly a jerk.
“Well, you should think about how to sweet-talk Sophia!” Zachary snorted before dragging Clara away. “We still have matters to attend to, I’ll leave you two to figure it out then!”
With that, Zachary started his car and left.
Charles stepped toward Sophia, and just as he stretched out his hand to help her, she reached her hand up and smoothened her hair. It was hard to tell whether it was intentional so that she could avoid his touch.
“I want to stay here a little longer, you can go first,” Sophia said with her back to him.
Charles’s Adam’s apple swallowed as he hesitated, his eyes deep and quiet. “Let me send you back to Bamboo Virtues Village and I’ll head back to the office.”
“Go back to your office straight then.” Sophia turned to look at him, her eyes cold and indifferent. “I want some time for myself.”
Charles frowned lightly before deciding to compromise. “...We should leave this place first.”
He paused for a second before adding, “There are too many reporters here.”
Sophia bit her lip again and nodded her head slowly.
Just as the two of them were about to leave, Jenny’s voice came from behind. “Soph, wait for me!”
“Let’s go.” The last person Sophia wanted to see right then was her mother, so when she heard her mother’s voice, she immediately turned to leave, moving quicker than before.
Charles followed closely beside her.
“Soph, wait for me! I need to talk to you!” Jenny’s voice was near crying.
Sophia slowed down a bit and hesitated for a while, but in the end, she continued walking toward the main entrance of the courthouse.
Unfortunately, reporters surrounded the main entrance, all of them were crouched down by the side waiting. When they saw Sophia approaching the door, they immediately swarmed forward.
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