When Eva Miller thought of that seductive blonde that day, calling out Oliver Johnson’s na so intimately, she felt quite uncomfortable.
"Brother Johnson, he... has another woman." Eva Miller started to sob softly. She was a sensitive person who laughed freely and cried freely, never hiding her emotions, and now she was already bawling her eyes out.
Regarding the fact that Oliver Johnson had a woman, Sophie Smith didn’t know what kind of attitude she should hold.
After all, Oliver Johnson was in his thirties; having a woman shouldn’t be surprising...
But Sophie Smith knew that Eva Miller’s ’first ti’ was with him, so seeing Oliver Johnson with a woman, it was understandable that Eva found it difficult to accept.
Sophie felt that, no matter what, she had to see Oliver Johnson once.
"Eva, can you give Mr. Johnson’s address? I’ll go find him today."
Although there was a bit of shock in Eva’s eyes, she still said nothing and gave Oliver Johnson’s address to Sophie Smith.
Asher Land was playing chess with Luke Land in the study when Sophie ca in, and he reached out to pull her into his arms.
"Asher, I want to talk to you about sothing..."
"What?" He replied casually, but his attention and thoughts were fully focused on the chessboard.
"Tonight, I want to go out."
"I’ll co with you."
"I want to go alone."
Asher Land held the chess piece in mid-air, pausing for a mont.
Suddenly, he retracted his hand.
"What are you going out for?" he asked persistently.
Now he just hoped she would stay by his side as much as possible, preferably not out of his sight...
Sophie felt there was no need to hide anything from Asher, given the stage their relationship had reached.
"I need to see soone, it’s... Oliver Johnson..."
Oliver Johnson?
Upon hearing those three words, Asher unconsciously tightened his arm around her waist a bit.
Sophie naturally sensed his emotional change.
"Rest assured, there’s nothing between Mr. Johnson and like what you’re thinking,..." she hurried to explain, but he placed a finger on her soft lips to stop her.
"I don’t want to hear you say too much."
"Asher..." Sophie tugged at his sleeve, a hint of pleading in her eyes, "Just let see Mr. Johnson once."
"Unless I go with you, otherwise, forget it."
How could he let her be alone with Oliver Johnson?
"Asher!" When soft words didn’t work, she had to go tough, "Whether you agree or not, I’m definitely going today!"
Sophie’s tone was much firr, and seeing her talk like this to Asher, Luke was quite taken aback.
After saying that, Sophie turned and walked out without looking back.
"Aren’t you... going to chase her?" Luke was dumbfounded seeing Asher remain unmoved.
His clenched fists gradually loosened. Chase? Probably not necessary; he should at least have the most basic trust in her.
"By the way..." Luke said as if a thought struck him, "That Oliver Johnson, Mr. Johnson, wasn’t he your forr love rival?"
Love rival?
No longer counts.
Asher Land let out a wicked smile, looking at Luke with a bit of sympathy.
"Oliver Johnson isn’t my love rival, he’s yours."
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