The car drove a long distance before stopping at the place agreed upon with Eva Miller.
Asher Land was just about to get out of the car when Sophie Smith stopped him.
"It’s just a chat between girlfriends, you don’t need to get involved. Don’t worry, I won’t stay there long, you won’t have to wait for very long either."
"You can chat for as long as you want, don’t mind ." Asher Land closed the car door again, sitting back inside. If Eva Miller could help cheer her up a bit, he wouldn’t mind waiting all night.
Sophie Smith got out of the car and walked toward the lounge she and Eva had agreed upon, but as she was about to approach the lounge door, that familiar figure sitting inside...
Oliver Johnson?
Her heart wrenched painfully. She turned around to leave imdiately.
Oliver Johnson seed to sense sothing and followed her out on his crutches.
"Sophie, I have sothing to say to you!"
For the first ti, he didn’t formally call her Miss Smith but directly called her by na.
Sophie walked quickly, but Oliver also followed swiftly. Even though his leg was injured, sohow, perhaps due to his long legs, he caught up with her in two or three steps and grabbed her wrist.
"We have nothing to say." She tried hard to shake off his wrist, but it was futile.
"I didn’t intend to hurt your father. Things turned out this way, not as I wanted. Can you believe ?" His tone lacked the usual composure and he seed impatient.
"The matter is in the past, I don’t plan to hold anyone responsible, can you let go of ?"
Don’t plan to hold anyone responsible?
Oliver Johnson’s gaze darkened. She was so calm, not shouting at him or endlessly questioning him, unlike last ti, sothing seed off.
Actually, he now hoped she would argue with him a bit, hit him or curse at him, he wouldn’t mind.
Soon, Eva Miller also ran out, and Sophie turned her gaze towards her.
"Eva, did you bring out here to et Mr. Johnson?" Her tone was calm.
"Yes..." Eva lowered her head, not daring to et Sophie’s eyes; Oliver Johnson insisted on eting Sophie, and she couldn’t help it.
"Eva, don’t do this next ti." After she spoke, her gaze shifted to Oliver, who was holding her hand.
"Mr. Johnson, let go of ."
"Sophie, can you give a chance for redemption?" As long as she was willing to talk, he was willing to act.
"Redemption? Ha." She chuckled lightly, "Mr. Johnson, a life for a life, do you plan to use your life to atone?"
"Sophie!" Eva couldn’t bear it anymore, "This matter really has nothing to do with Brother Johnson, it was Henry Johnson who kidnapped Uncle Smith, Brother Johnson got into a car accident while trying to save Uncle Smith, Brother Johnson he..."
"Enough." Oliver Johnson interrupted Eva. He glanced at Sophie and smiled faintly, "If you want to die, I am naturally willing to do so."
"You!" Sophie was montarily speechless, unwilling to speak to him further, but his hand simply wouldn’t let go.
Sophie turned her head wearily. Suddenly, a car drove up and stopped in front of her.
Asher Land got out of the car and strode over to her.
"Asher Land, you!..." Before she could finish, Asher Land threw a punch in Oliver Johnson’s direction.
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