"What else could it be, I was taken advantage of by a bastard." Eva Miller was furious.
"No way, how could you be so careless?" Sophie Smith was worried to death, "Does he want money or sothing? Did he leave photos or videos?"
"No..." Eva Miller dared not look Sophie Smith in the eyes. She hesitated inwardly about whether to tell her that Luke Land had returned to Eastern City; she knew that telling her would surely cause an uproar.
"Okay, Sophie, don’t ask anymore. I’m fine, and that person won’t threaten ."
Eva Miller spoke confidently, as Sophie still wanted to ask sothing. But Eva quickly snatched the clothes from her and darted into the bathroom.
Eva Miller’s actions were extrely odd. Sophie Smith chased after her relentlessly, wanting to get to the bottom of it.
"Ouch, Sophie." Eva Miller covered her ears, "Stop asking, I’ll tell you, okay?"
Eva Miller sighed helplessly, "I ran into Luke Land yesterday! He’s the jerk who took advantage of a bit."
Luke... Land?
Seeing Sophie Smith’s expression, Eva Miller knew things weren’t going well.
"Where is he now?"
"After taking advantage of , he ran off long ago."
Sophie Smith froze in place; Eva Miller felt as if her acting skills were terrible, even though she could’ve perford better to ease Sophie’s concerns, only...
"Let’s go."
"Hmm?" Eva Miller was astonished. Why did Sophie suddenly beco so calm?
On the drive ho, Sophie Smith remained silent, which left Eva Miller feeling uneasy.
"Sophie, I’m sorry, I didn’t manage to hold Luke Land back. When I woke up, he was gone. If only I hadn’t drunk so much last night..." Eva Miller kept babbling as if she had committed a heinous cri, almost kneeling to ask for Sophie’s forgiveness.
"I..."
A piercing screech of brakes interrupted them as the car stopped on the roadside. Eva Miller leaned forward, clutching her seatbelt tightly, looking at Sophie Smith in shock.
"Sophie, are you okay..."
"It’s fine." Her tone was flat, and Eva Miller couldn’t detect anything unusual. After a while, Sophie spoke again.
"The tire... seems to be slashed."
"..."
Eva Miller’s mouth twitched, and she let out a couple of embarrassed laughs, "It doesn’t matter if the tire is slashed, as long as you’re okay..."
Eva found a towing company’s number online. The company said soone would co to tow the car in half an hour.
Sophie Smith turned on the music, trying to soothe her restless heart with the llow sound of the cello.
Her hands tapped the steering wheel absent-mindedly while she gazed vacantly out the window.
Opposite, a beam from car headlights flickered as the narrow road caused the car to drive very slowly while passing by. As the car passed her side completely in that instant...
The back seat window of a black sedan was rolled down a quarter; through the small gap, a silhouette of a man and a woman in the back seat could be faintly seen.
The woman’s head was resting against the window; from Sophie’s angle, only her eyes and nose were visible. But those eyes...
She was unmistakably familiar.
Her movents were awkward as she unbuckled her seatbelt, hastily stepping out of the car.
[Seeing that everyone is waiting for President Land to return, there’s no choice but to comply. The author brings him out for you, although initially planning to lock him away for a few more days...]
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