"What, am I wrong?" He sneered and slowly approached Christopher Smith, his gaze filled with a hint of disdain and scorn.
"Asher Land, don’t hurt my dad!" she blurted out instinctively.
Heh, he hadn’t even done anything yet, and she was already worried he would harm her dad? Didn’t she see who was holding the knife and threatening whom?
"Sophie Smith, what if I asked you to make a choice too? Would you choose ?"
He asked, Sophie Smith, what if I asked you to make a choice too? Would you choose ?
Her eyes showed obvious hesitation; she didn’t know, she truly didn’t know.
He curled his lips into a smile, even though he was smiling outwardly, his heart was bleeding in pain.
Indeed, here today, if he had to give an answer, she wouldn’t choose him, definitely wouldn’t. Thinking of this, his eyes suddenly darkened.
Sophie Smith slowly moved her steps, trying to quietly approach Christopher Smith, but was halted by Asher Land’s voice.
"Sophie Smith, don’t co over." After speaking, he looked at Christopher Smith standing in front of him, a sinister arc ford at the corner of his mouth, unexplainably unsettling.
"Christopher Smith, let’s make a deal."
She didn’t know what he truly intended, but what benefit could co from making a deal with Asher Land? As he said, no one can take advantage of Asher Land.
"If you want to let Sophie leave, it’s not impossible..."
Sophie Smith stared intently at his eyes, her fists clenched tightly, biting her pale lips.
Asher Land’s gaze swept across the fruit knife in Christopher Smith’s hand, he grabbed Christopher Smith’s wrist, exerting a little force, the fruit knife fell from Christopher’s hand, landing at his feet, he bent down to pick it up, playing with it in his hand.
"No!"
She suddenly felt her pupils constrict, but dared not move forward, fearing Asher Land might lose control and do sothing horrific.
"You’ve repeatedly forced Sophie to leave my side, I don’t know what prejudice you have against . I said letting Sophie leave my side isn’t impossible, but there is only one possibility." He softly parted his lips, looking at the woman standing not far away, as if she had lost her soul.
"Unless I’m dead."
"Asher Land, what are you talking about, don’t say such things, please..." she was utterly lost, not even knowing where to put her hands, the atmosphere in the room instantly reached freezing point.
He extended the knife in front of Christopher Smith, his expression unwavering.
"Giving you a chance, if you can’t end my life with one stab, don’t ever think about taking her away from my side in this lifeti."
"Asher Land, can you be rational?" Sophie wondered if his mind was shot, what did he an by not ending his life with one stab? Did he truly think his body was invincible?
Christopher Smith trembled as he took the knife from his hand, Asher Land let go, with a fearless expression. This man carried innate pride and arrogance, never considering defeat in his world.
"Asher Land, stop playing gas..." she cried intensely, stepping closer towards him.
"You said it, don’t regret it!" Christopher Smith raised the knife, thrusting forward fiercely.
The speed wasn’t very fast, with Asher Land’s quick reflexes, he could have dodged it, but...
He didn’t.
Sophie felt her mind blank, the whole world before her, spinning.
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