Chapter 353

Clayton took a deep breath.

Me? Apologizing to Sunny, the person I've always looked down upon? What is she even thinking?

Unfortunately for him, that was exactly what Sophie wanted. If he was unwilling to apologize, then

she could not be bothered to carry on with the discussion.

While chewing her gum, Sophie took out her phone. “You can choose to say no!”

Clayton could not help but take another deep breath. What else can I say? I don't even have a

choice now.

“Fine. I'll write the letter,” he uttered those words through gritted teeth.

"Remember to be sincere. We'll talk about the rest after I see your letter. Don't forget to tag Sunny

when you post it.”

With that, Sophie walked away with Ysabelle, leaving Clayton and his assistant standing in place.

Wilbur dared not utter a single word.

Is Clayton really going to do it? This is a public apology we're talking about.

Right then, Sophie turned around. “Oh, another thing. After that's done, apologize to Sunny at the

hospital. We'll only talk about the rest if he forgives you.”

Only after saying that did she leave for real.

“Clayton, are you really going to apologize?” Wilbur asked. Clayton was born with a silver spoon in

his mouth. Naturally, he had never experienced such humiliation.

Clayton kicked his assistant in frustration.

“D*mn it! How dare Sophie...” The rage within him was beyond repressible. I never would've messed

with this devil if I knew this would happen

The sudden kick made Wilbur groan in pain.

However, he remained silent as he deserved the kick for speaking when Clayton was in a bad mood.

“Let's go back,” Clayton ordered.

Sky Media must not collapse no matter what, or I'll be disgraced for the rest of my life.

Meanwhile, Sophie and Ysabelle had no sooner taken a few steps than Tristan called. After

confirming the duo's location, Felix drove over.

At the sight of them, Felix stopped the car and got out to open the door for the two young women.

The moment Sophie entered the car, she saw Tristan sitting in the back seat. Hence, she sat beside

him while Ysabelle took the front passenger seat.

"Are you girls okay? What did Clayton come here for?” Felix asked. He must be cooking up some

evil plan for coming over here.

"We're fine. Don't worry. He didn't dare to do anything to us,” Sophie replied. Clayton did not have

the guts at the moment.

“What about you? Are you okay?” Felix then asked Ysabelle in concern.

“Nothing could possibly happen to me!” Ysabelle responded. Her concern for Sophie was the only

thing that compelled her to follow the latter.

“Let's have supper together!” Felix suggested. He wanted to be with Ysabelle whenever he had free

time.

"Sounds good! What should we eat?” When Ysabelle heard they were going out for food, she

instantly agreed. She was starving after the self-study session that lasted more than two hours.

“Let's go to The Sanders’ Eatery,” Sophie voiced.

"Sure. We'll go there now,” responded Felix. The Sanders" Eatery was quite a well-known restaurant

in Jipsdale.

Just as he was about to start driving, Charles called to ask where they were. Felix quickly informed

him of their destination and told the rest of the group to head there.

Meanwhile, Clayton had returned to his ward. He changed his clothes and lay on the bed with

Wilbur waiting on him by the side. The latter did not dare to leave.

"Why don't I write the letter instead, Clayton?” Wilbur suggested.

"Of course, you'll be writing it! Have you ever seen me write a letter of apology?” Clayton was

extremely frustrated, but the matter had to be solved as soon as possible. “This matter can't affect

the project I've just invested in. Otherwise, the board will definitely find out about it,” he muttered

Although Sky Media was insignificant to Zales Corporation, his project could be affected if a crisis

broke out at that juncture.

"Why are you staring at me? Start writing already!” Clayton barked.

“I need your phone for that, Clayton!” Wilbur extended both of his hands to receive the phone.

That annoyed Clayton further.

I can't believe I lost to a young lady. This is just unbelievable. It doesn't make sense.

Meanwhile, Sophie and the others had arrived at The Sanders’ Eatery. After finding a suitable private

room, they entered it.

Charles and the others arrived on the heels of them.

Once all six of them were seated, Felix began ordering food. Firstly, he chose braised pork, which

was Ysabelle's favorite, followed by ample portions of braised chicken and braised beef.

"What else do you guys want?" he asked, handing the menu to the others.

Ysabelle seemed to be in a dilemma as she said, “I want pasta, but I can't finish it alone. Soph, would

you like some? We can share a portion.”

Before Sophie could reply, Felix said, “That's okay. I can eat the leftovers if you can't finish it.”

There's no way I'll let them share a plate of pasta!

His words made Ysabelle glare at him.

Why is he so nosy? Can he stop it, please? Since when did I permit him to butt in? He's too much.

“Why don't you share it with Mr. Northley since he wants to have some so badly?” Sophie

suggested to Ysabelle.

Thus, Ysabelle ordered a plate of pasta.

"What would you like?” Tristan handed Sophie the menu. For some reason, he felt she had lost some

more weight, which led him to wonder if she had been eating her meals properly.

“It's enough,” was all Sophie said. She was not hungry, to begin with, and there was nothing specific

that she wanted to eat then.

Meanwhile, Charles ordered a crate of beer. He believed beer was the most appropriate drink in a

supper place.

“That's too much!” Sean exclaimed, frowning at the sight of the beer bottles. There are only a few of

us here!

“It's not. It's just two bottles per person. What's gotten into you these days, Sean? Are you starting

to take care of your health?” Charles teased.

“No. It's just that I don't like drinking these days,” responded Sean.

Perhaps the fact that he was getting older gave him the sudden urge to take care of his health.

"Come on. Don't bother with that. We rarely get the chance to drink till we drop. We should just

enjoy ourselves whenever we get the opportunity. Don't you think so?” Charles quipped.

Using a fork, he uncapped a bottle of beer and handed it to Tristan first before giving out the rest to

Sean and the others.

Upon receiving the bottle, Tristan placed it on the table.

“I want one too,” Sophie said to Charles.

Charles glanced at Tristan, at a loss for words. Will he let his girlfriend drink? But it's just beer. It

should be fine.

“This is cold beer,” Tristan explained.

“I want to drink it,” insisted Sophie.

“All right. Don't drink too much,” he said, thinking she would be fine if she controlled her

consumption.

With that, he took a paper cup and poured some for her.

Sophie could not help but cast him a glance.

Isn't he being too ridiculous? Why is he giving me so little? Is he pouring me a sample? The young

lady was stumped for words. Nonetheless, it was her first time being cared for by someone like that.

Truth be told, she did not hate the feeling.

She picked up the paper cup and downed the beer in one gulp.

"How does it taste?” Ysabelle asked curiously. Actually, she wanted to try it as well.

“It's not bad. I quite like the beer of this brand.” Back then, Sophie frequently drank the same brand

of beer when she hung out with Mark and the others. It tasted good.

"Open one for me too, Felix.” Ysabelle wanted to drink one badly.

"How can a young lady like you drink alcohol and a bottle at that? Do you think your dad will let

you off if he smells alcohol on you when you get home later?” Felix worried about her constantly

and had only said that out of genuine concern for her.