Become the Richest Woman After Divorce

Chapter 85: Steal It Out

The receptionist was so shocked that her eyes widened upon hearing this. She held back from rolling her eyes, but she was already speechless.

Sophia raised an eyebrow, remaining fairly composed. She gave her a perfunctory glance and let out a soft sigh:

“Camille, if you liked him, you should have pursued him. No one was stopping you.”

In other words, it was useless for her to come and cause trouble for herself.

After all, it wasn’t Sophia who was eagerly chasing after Derick.

There were bodyguards guarding outside the exclusive elevator, she couldn’t get in.

Camille stomped her foot in frustration, only able to watch as Sophia entered the elevator and went up.

She called Pierce with a sense of grievance, sobbing:

“Bro, did Derick like your wife? What should we do, could you please not let your wife get too close to him…”

Pierce had always been affectionate towards his sick sister.

Knowing that she actually liked Derick was also quite unbelievable.

But on the other hand, think about it.

If Derick was with his own sister, wouldn’t Sophia have given up?

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Pierce was carefully soothing Camille:

“They were just ordinary friends. Besides, it was useless to blame Sophia. It was all Derick who took the initiative to seduce her. The problem lay with Derick.”

Camille fell silent for a moment, “Then I’ll go find him!”

Before Pierce could finish, Camille had already hung up the phone.

Sophia handed the business card that Derick had given her to Aylen, insisting that he personally deliver it to the Clement Group.

She couldn’t make decisions for the Clement family, but she couldn’t keep quiet about things that were beneficial to Grandpa Zhou and Grandma.

Pierce naturally knew how to choose, and Sophia wouldn’t say anything.

Aylen left.

Sophia suddenly remembered the thing she had heard in the coffee shop earlier.

Like a puzzle, she felt a jumbled mess, unable to find any coherent thoughts.

Car accident…

Sophia had a vague feeling that something was not right, an indescribable sensation.

The next day.

Sandra called.

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of, went to great lengths to find me, saying she wanted to see me. What do you think was on her mind?”

home, stretching her

demonstrate power, or they wanted to

clicked her tongue

do with Nolan. Why didn’t she go to Nolan if she felt such

as if she had thought of something:

this woman is not

who does she think she is, that I have to agree if she wants to see me? I just find it ridiculous, how do young girls nowadays like this kind of thing?”

the impatience in Sandra’s tone, knew that she no longer had a good impression of Nolan and

They were barely holding on themselves, don’t let

gave a reminder.

situation was indeed not going very well.

in the hospital, I heard about the financial

didn’t think Pierce was standing up for

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&

Nolan than to

the interests of both parties

and went to

woman who

area:

Cruise, this lady said she knows you and has been waiting for you for a long time.”

Sophia surprisingly found out it

pursed her lips,

recognize, didn’t see.

“Understood, Ms. Cruise.”

the secret they had talked about in the coffee

in luck this time, as Bianca happened

allowed her to go in for a few minutes,

sat there, excited yet cautious, with a slight sting in

scene of the car accident, her heart felt as if

perpetrator had fallen from the building.

know if it was intentional or

An OFW

“Grandma…!

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shouting softly.

at Sophia, she reached out and touched her

this one action, had already used

seemingly trying to comfort Sophia, but the expression on her face gradually relaxed,

fell into a coma

her head in distress, her shoulders trembling slightly. She really wanted to

next

large hand fell on her shoulder, brushing past like a feather. The familiar yet strange scent of warm, quiet, cold cedar enveloped her.

at

the backlight, as if

her eyes overlapped

glistening and slightly red, giving off a sense of pitiful fragility. She

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or soft and pitiful, Sophia’s beauty and temperament were stunning.

withdrew his hand, his gaze dark and profound, his voice

Mautiland, and we’ll send your grandparents over next