"By the way, if Third Brother asks who brought you to Eastern City, don’t ntion my na." Luke Land reminded her seriously.
Sophie Smith said nothing.
"Hey, promise , will you?" Luke Land urged impatiently.
"I understand," she replied casually. Luke Land, content with her promise, finally left with peace of mind.
Sophie stood by the window, staring dazedly at the world outside. The night was as dark as ink, with scattered stars and occasionally fireflies drifting past her window—a truly beautiful scene.
However, thinking about her current situation, she had no ti to indulge in such sights.
The mbers of the Land Family she t today, aside from Nathan Land and Luke Land, seed to have no hostility towards her. On the contrary, Irene Morton, whom she once knew well, was full of animosity.
She didn’t know how long she would stay here, nor did she know where Alexander had been taken. All she could do was wait for Asher Land to co, nothing more.
...
Sophie woke up early; the sky outside had not completely brightened. Dragging her weary body, she was just about to get out of bed when she heard the door being opened.
"Asher Land..." Sophie murmured, looking at the figure standing at the door.
He strode over and embraced her tightly.
"Did they do anything to you?"
He asked, but she didn’t answer; she just tightened her arms around him.
"Where’s Alexander?"
"I don’t know. I haven’t seen him yet..." Her voice carried a hint of anxiety, "Your father wouldn’t do anything bad to a child, would he?"
"No, he wouldn’t," he comforted softly.
But the truth is, that insidious old man Nathan Land—what wouldn’t he do?
"What should I do? Asher, I’m so scared..."
"It’ll be okay."
Yet even he hadn’t realized that as he uttered these words, he let out a soft sigh.
Sophie returned to the hall she had visited yesterday, but this ti, Asher Land was by her side.
"Third Young Master Land, you’ve certainly gone too far this ti." Enzo Land sneered coldly, glancing sideways at Sophie. Sophie rembered not seeing this person yesterday.
Enzo Land was away, but as soon as he heard about Asher Land’s situation, he hurried back.
Everyone wore an expression akin to launching an attack, as if Asher Land being with her was an unforgivable cri.
"Indeed, it’s inherited—being a bastard oneself and then ssing around with a woman to spawn another bastard..."
"Shut up!"
Asher Land was about to lose his temper, but Nathan Land spoke up before him.
"Who told you to say that?"
Enzo Land dared not speak further once Nathan Land had intervened.
"How do you plan to deal with this woman and your son?" Nathan Land didn’t even spare a glance at Asher Land, treating him like sothing unsightly.
Indeed, in his heart, perhaps he thought Asher wasn’t noteworthy.
"I haven’t planned to dispose of them. I want both of them." He laughed softly, replying as if it were the most natural thing.
"You scoundrel!"
Nathan Land picked up his walking stick and struck Asher Land’s knee with force. Despite the pain, Asher Land remained impressively still, standing there expressionless.
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