Become the Richest Woman After Divorce

Chapter 100: You Were Lying

Sophia looked up, locking eyes with him.

Pierce hesitated slightly, “Didn’t you want to see it?”

Sophia glanced, the wrist had already swollen, the bruise was particularly noticeable.

“Whoever wants to watch, I was afraid you’d cling to me!”

Pierce tugged at the corner of his mouth, “I was just thinking the same,”

Sophia looked at him speechlessly.

Pierce slowly lowered his hand, smiling as he looked at her:

“Sophia, admit it, you cared about me, cared about me deeply.”

“You were clearly so good at playing ball, but you still fumbled the last one. It was because you were nervous, wasn’t it?”

His words were like stones, thrown into the calm lake, causing ripples to spread out.

Her delicate brows and eyes trembled slightly, but when she looked

up,

she still maintained a cold and indifferent demeanor.

“Pierce, you’re overthinking it,” I said. “My slip–up wasn’t due to nervousness, it was intentional. Fifteen pool cues for 180 million, the investment is enough.‘

Pierce squinted his eyes, his mood sinking as he scrutinized her emotions while she spoke.

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In the end, he chuckled confidently:

“I didn’t believe it, you were lying. ”

Sophia turned her head away in silence, not wanting to talk to him anymore.

How had she not noticed before that Pierce had a talent for infuriating people?

Pierce’s Adam’s apple bobbed, feeling that she was thin–skinned and too embarrassed to admit it.

He then shifted the topic:

“David has been having troubles recently, was it your good sister who caused them?”

Sophia paused, blinking her eyes:

“It was Mr. Fredrick’s own problem, what did it have to do with Sandra?”

David, who had previously harassed Sophia at the club and hit Sandra, found everything going wrong after he returned home.

The projects he contracted had continuous quality issues, the houses he sold were also demanded for refunds, and most crucially, not a single penny of the originally planned subsequent project funds had been received.

In fact, Sandra did quite a lot of work in it, and Sophia also had Kylan secretly fuel the flames.

She couldn’t possibly stand by and watch Sandra being bullied without doing anything, let alone the fact that she was also involved!

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cast a glance at her, hesitating

before, your friend

the corner of her lips:

me to have a wealthy and influential friend like

Pierce’s brows furrowed:

didn’t say that.”

he thought, a man who said one thing and meant another!

good enough for him. If he didn’t think so, would

strange and ambiguous

if you think that way. It’s probably because Sandra saw my intelligent, beautiful, and generous nature, which is

twitched the corner of his mouth, finally unable to hold

me for not paying enough

corners of her mouth, unable to resist

eyes:

understand human

Pierce:

“1

driver ahead was trembling with fear, not

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word.

the

journey was

the atmosphere, but he was not that kind

to look out the car window, treating herself as an outsider!

it and it

at the

take their eyes off the handsome and bright–eyed Pierce. They all surrounded him, as if his swollen wrist was a terminal

in the center, visibly

stood up, sweeping his gaze across the room, and saw Sophia standing outside the

and

where he felt uncomfortable and attentively poured water

and imposing, with a cold and intimidating aura. His voice was indifferent as he began to speak:

go out and call my wife

these words were spoken.

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fell silent

face as she involuntarily looked towards the woman outside, who had a cold demeanor and striking

seemed well–matched, the kind of evenly

was.

at Sophia, their tones

let you

her head in

Husband?

nightmare it was.

wrist or the head after

resentment in her chest, holding her phone as she walked in:

who was my

a half–smiling glance, his

do you say?”

care, but I still have to get married in the future!”

as Sophia spoke, the

Marry someone?

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