Chapter 137 Doesn't Know How to Please Men

Sophie recalled the night she had knelt in the private room for hours, only to leave the hotel the next morning with a swollen face. The memory made her flush with anger, her eyes blazing with fury. Her fists clenched so tightly that her nails

seemed to dig into her palms.

"Sierra, you're just jealous of me. Jealous of how well Benson treats me."

"What happens between you and him has nothing to do with me." Sierra's voice stayed calm and indifferent, as if Sophie's words didn't affect her at all.

Sophie let out a mocking laugh, convinced Sierra was just putting up a front. "Give it a rest, Sierra. If you really didn't care, you wouldn't have broken up with Benson in the first place."

"I broke up with him because he changed because he didn't respect me. And if he truly loved you, he wouldn't be having Reagan send me flowers and gifts every day, begging me to take him back."

At the mention of Benson trying to reconcile with Sierra, Sophie paled. She gritted her teeth, lowered her head slightly, and her eyes burned with suppressed hatred.

After a few seconds, she spat out through gritted teeth. "Sierra, are you showing off that Benson still can't let you go?"

almost laughed

to Sophie, but her words were

if he still has some feelings for you now, he'll forget you sooner or

eyes gleamed with pride and defiance. Once again, she brazenly flaunted

with an extremely calm

her old-fashioned mindset, but

would speak so openly about such

and treated matters like this with great

Benson, she had never given herself to him.

hints, but she always

that if Benson truly loved her, he would wait until

displeasure clear.

with Benson, have

you. That just shows you have no appeal to

mockingly. Her eyes

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