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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lengths to find me, saying she wanted to see me. What do

stretching her body, and she spoke

they wanted to demonstrate power, or they wanted to show weakness, what else

clicked her tongue

didn’t she go to Nolan if she felt such a

slightly, as if she had thought

better stay away from her, this woman

to see me? I just find it ridiculous, how do young girls nowadays like

in Sandra’s tone, knew that she no longer

affairs. They were barely

gave a reminder.

recent situation was indeed not going

last time I encountered Nolan ranting in the hospital, I heard about the financial chain breaking the next

was standing up for her,

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his brother Nolan than

interests of both parties had reached a

and went to

who was waiting in the

area:

you and has been waiting for

found out it was Pamela.

her eyes, pursed her lips,

didn’t recognize, didn’t

“Understood, Ms. Cruise.”

time for the secret they had talked about in

in luck this time, as

her to go in for a few minutes, but

with a slight

heart felt as if it was being tightly squeezed, causing her discomfort and

the perpetrator had fallen from the

it was intentional or unintentional.

An OFW

“Grandma…!

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shouting softly.

eyes gradually focused, looking at Sophia, she reached

this one action, had already used

comfort Sophia, but the expression on her face gradually relaxed, the light in her pupils slowly dimmed, and she slowly closed her eyes.

fell into a coma

her shoulders

the next

like a feather. The

up, looking at the suddenly appeared Pierce.

if enveloped by a halo, shining

moment, she was dazed, and the man who suddenly appeared before her eyes overlapped with the unattainable

and slightly red, giving off a sense of pitiful fragility. She rarely showed her

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fact, whether it was tough and bright, or soft and pitiful, Sophia’s

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

I’ve already contacted the lab in Mautiland, and we’ll