"Don’t talk nonsense!" Eva Miller sternly reprimanded Sophie Smith.
"Your life right now is given by Wyatt Sterling. If you die, how can you face him?"
So, is she supposed to live for him?
The sunlight was just right, warm rays reflected through the car window. Sophie Smith turned her head towards the window, half-squinting, seemingly seeing him standing not far away.
Senior Brother, thank you.
...
Two days later, Sophie Smith found the legal team.
"Miss Smith, to be honest, your case is difficult to handle."
Sophie naturally understood why. After all, she wasn’t Wyatt Sterling’s imdiate family. What right did she have to sue Irene Morton on Wyatt Sterling’s behalf?
Irene Morton clearly committed murder intentionally, fled the scene after the cri, and must face legal consequences regardless.
"I understand, thank you." Even though her heart was still uneasy, Sophie knew she had to remain calm. Her only breakthrough now was Wyatt Sterling’s father, Logan Sterling. If Logan was willing to sue, the court would definitely accept the case.
However, to her surprise, Logan Sterling didn’t even want to et her. He even said he was willing to settle privately.
The Sterling Family wasn’t short of money, so they wouldn’t compromise for potential financial benefits of a private settlent. It was known that Logan Sterling loved his son dearly. How could he let this matter go so easily, resolving it with so money?
Soone must be interfering, and as for who that interfering person is...
Sophie Smith seed to lose all strength, slowly sliding down against the Sterling’s iron gate.
She covered her face and cried. At this mont, she truly felt helpless.
She once swore to seek justice for Wyatt Sterling, to ensure Irene Morton faced due punishnt for this matter. But what was the outco...
She had never been a match for Asher Land.
How delusional was she to think she could compete with Asher Land?
The phone kept ringing, and she had been missing for a day and a night; no one knew her whereabouts.
She took out her phone, the caller ID showed Nanny Garcia.
"What’s the matter, Nanny Garcia?" Her voice carried a clearly noticeable weariness.
Nanny Garcia glanced at Asher Land sitting on the sofa, hesitated for a mont, then spoke.
"Miss Smith, the young master hasn’t seen you these past two days. He’s been crying constantly. You see, could you co back to the Land Family..."
Nanny Garcia spoke to Sophie Smith according to Asher Land’s instructions.
"Nanny Garcia, please ask the driver to bring Alexander to my single apartnt. I won’t go back there."
"This..."
Nanny Garcia looked at Asher Land with so difficulty, only to see his stern face as he smashed the coffee cup in his hand against the wall. The sound of the breaking cup was loud enough for Sophie to hear over the phone.
She couldn’t help but frown.
Nanny Garcia had been with Asher Land long enough to naturally understand the temper of their young master.
"Miss Smith, you should co back. It’s so late, the driver is off duty; it’s unlikely he can send the young master."
Nanny Garcia had no other choice, her only option now was to persuade Sophie to return to the Land Family.
"Hang up," Sophie spoke indifferently.
"This..."
Nanny Garcia sensed sothing was off from Sophie’s tone.
"Hang up. I’ll co over to pick up Alexander imdiately."
"Oh..."
Nanny Garcia sighed a relief in her heart. As long as Sophie returned, whatever happened next was up to the two of them to resolve.
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