Chapter 368

Sophia carefully put away the note and ignored Madam Johnson who was making a scene.

Just as she was about to close the door, Madam Johnson suddenly darted forward and grabbed her by the wrist.

“Where are Jenny’s ashes? I want to ask her myself!” Madam Johnson’s eyes were bloodshot, and a look of menace shrouded her face. “My husband doesn’t even like Hellen anymore, so what’s wrong with us getting together?”

“Love doesn’t even exist in their relationship anymore yet Hellen still wants to make such a big fuss about it! How can she just blame everything on me? Even if Hellen and I have our differences, what does it have to do with Jenny anyway?”

She continued sobbing. “I have never done anything... unworthy of Jenny, so how can she hate me and refuse to let me see her one last time?”

Madam Johnson’s grip on her hand was so hard that Sophia’s wrist began to ache. “I’m sorry, Madam Johnson, but I can’t answer that either.”

“Fine then! If you don’t want to tell me where she is, bring me there right now!” Madam Johnson was like a possessed madwoman, pulling Sophia out of the house with extreme force.

Sophia would have been normally struggling out of her grasp but right then, Madam Johnson’s grip was especially strong, and Sophia could barely budge. Instead, she lurched forward along as Madam Johnson tugged her and almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Sophia managed to grab hold of the door and steadied herself. Her right arm instinctively went to her abdomen as her heart fluttered with fear.

She mustered all her strength and shoved Madam Johnson aside. With a deep frown, she said, “My mom isn’t even here anymore, do you think she can even answer your questions? If you really see her as your friend, just follow her last wish and give her a sense of peace.”

As Madam Johnson took in Sophia’s words, the fury in her face was slowly replaced with pain and sorrow.

She slowly crumpled to the floor, muttering incoherently under her breath as tears kept streaming down her face.

“That woman doesn’t even want to see you now that she’s dead so why are you forcing it? Weren’t you the one who taught me to live my own life and not pay attention to everyone else?” Shawn went over to drag her back.

Sophia disregarded the sarcasm in his words and lowered her eyes at Madam Johnson who was sitting on the floor. “It’s cold out here, you shouldn’t be sitting on the ground like this.”

With that, she went back into the manor and closed the door behind her.

She stood behind the door quietly for a while before moving to the sofa and poured herself a glass of water.

Was it even possible to draw a line between who was right and who was wrong?

Beep——

Beep——

Right then, her phone suddenly began buzzing.

Sophia picked up her phone and saw that it was Clara calling. “Hello, Ms. Robertson.”

“How many times have I told you to just call me Clara? Stop calling me Ms. Robertson, you make me sound like a stranger!” Clara complained. Then, she continued in an enthusiastic voice, “Sophia, Zachary told me about that migrant worker uncle. Were you really the one who made the introduction?”

“Yeah, his son donated his heart to my dad,” Sophia replied.

“That uncle and his son are so kind-hearted people, why are they constantly encountering tragedies in their life!” Clara exclaimed with a sigh.

“Anyway, we already settled it so you don’t have to worry about it anymore!”

Sophia was slightly shocked. “That was quick!”

Accepting the case and understanding the ins and outs, preparing the necessary information, going to court... She had just told them about the case yesterday, how did they settle it so quickly?

“Obviously, we wouldn’t have been able to resolve this so soon if we follow our usual protocol, but the construction company’s manager somehow gotten wind that we were in charge of this case and he just came over straightaway with a gift asking to make peace. He offered to pay the uncle three million bucks and apologize to the uncle as well. Most importantly, he agreed to never hire the same contractor anymore.”

“Initially, I still insisted on filing a lawsuit but Zachary explained that it only makes more sense if they pay the uncle three million bucks than close the construction site for a few months, so I talked to him and he agreed to his manager’s request.”

Clara sounded slightly down when she got to the latter part.

After that, she continued to vent about Madam Johnson and Zachary for a while longer before hanging up the phone reluctantly, not forgetting to remind Sophia that they would have dinner soon if both of them were available.

After Sophia ended the call, she sat in the living room, still in a daze.

She was all alone in the gigantic manor now and it was eerily quiet. After approximately half an hour, she gave Collin a call and asked to meet at a boba tea cafe.

When Sophia arrived at the cafe, Collin was already there.

He had a baseball cap on his head and he was wearing a leather jacket paired with denim jeans and boots. He looked nothing at all like an investigator at first glance.

“Nice to meet you, Ms. White.” Collin stood up and extended his hand with a smile.

Sophia shook his hand. “I thought you wouldn’t recognize me, what with my heavy disguise and getup.”

“I’m an investigator, if I can’t even recognize you just because you covered your face, wouldn’t it make me a joke in this industry?” Collin said jokingly before calling a waiter over. “What would you like to have?” he asked Sophia.

“I’ll have an original flavor,” Sophia replied.

“One original milk tea and one milk tea with pudding, extra sugar please, thank you,” Collin said.

The waiter responded with a vague mumble and left to prepare their drinks.

Collin placed both his hands on the table and rested his chin on his hands. “Let me guess, you’re here to see me today because of Mr. Harris but you don’t want him to know about it. Is that right, Ms. White?”

“Why would you say that?” Sophia questioned.

It was quite warm in the cafe and Sophia felt suffocated by her entire getup. Even so, she merely took off her face mask while leaving her shades and cap on, worried that she would be recognized by someone else.

“Madam White has just passed away and Mr. White is currently hospitalized again. You should be sad or perhaps a little guilty, and not as worried as you look like right now.”

“White Industries is suffering under negative press and several of our shareholders are thinking of selling their shares, it’s only natural for me to be worried at a time like this,” Sophia simply said.

Collin returned a smile. “Perhaps Mr. Harris isn’t exactly good at relationships but business is certainly his forte. Knowing how much he cares about you, there’s no way he would allow you to worry about these things.”

“He... cares about me?” Sophia asked.

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Chapter 367 Don’t You Dare Complain That I’m Annoying Then “Of course. He hired me to investigate the car accident that happened two years ago but I made zero progress in the beginning. To be honest, I even suspected that you might have actually hit Ms. Jones on purpose but Mr. Harris never stopped believing in you. He kept on convincing me that you were being framed.”

The waiter came back and placed their drinks on the table.

Sophia was taken aback as emotions rushed through her mind. She reached for her cup of milk tea and took a sip consciously, and ended up scalding her tongue and mouth.

“Do you want some ice?” Collin asked thoughtfully.

Sophia merely placed the milk tea back on the table and shook her head.

Seeing the look on her face, Collin headed to the counter and asked the waiter for some ice.

“Keep it in your mouth, it’ll make you feel better.” He pushed the paper cup filled with ice toward her.

Sophia mumbled a soft thank you and plopped it in her mouth.

“You must have encountered something that has something to do with Mr. Harris, but you’re still not keen on telling him, is that right?” Collin raised his brow as he continued in a teasing tone, “Or is it because you suspect that Mr. Harris is seeing someone else and you want me to find out for you?”

He leaned forward slightly and looked around before whispering, “Let me tell you a secret. When I was secretly tailing Ms. Jones last time, she tried to seduce Mr. Harris a couple of times but she never succeeded even once.”

Sophia’s pupils shrank slightly as her lashes trembled.

She stood up abruptly and grabbed her purse hurriedly. “I’m sorry, Collin, I’m fine now.”