Ian was speaking loudly to her, asking if she was asleep.

 

He’s drunk. So, Sophia grunted and said, “Not yet, but I will soon.”

“Don’t sleep just yet.” Ian stopped her. “I’ll go to your place after I’m done here. I want to talk.”

“We can talk here.” She arched her eyebrow. There’s nothing we can’t talk about on a call.

Ian smiled. “I want to do it face to face.”

Sophia smiled too. “Sure, but don’t drink too much. I’ll be waiting.”

That was more than enough said. She ended the call and went to wash herself up as well as tidying her place up. About thirty minutes later, Ian called her, saying he was done with his appointment and was on his way here. She grunted. “Did you have a lot to drink?”

“No. I’m a bad drinker, but I know how to control myself. I never drink too much.” Ian laughed.

 

Feeling reassured, Sophia said, “I’m waiting right here.”

see Ian later. As it was already late, Sophia had bathed and changed into her pajamas. She sat on the sofa holding her legs, leaving her

from the house, John saw this, which made

 

here for half an hour.

parked too far, so when Sophia came

He came here two days ago as well and saw her watering her plants

a while later, and the lights in the yard showed Ian in the

 

 

moment he came in, and she stood up. “I

tea on the coffee table. He sat down across from Sophia and stared down at the tea.

didn’t even touch it. Having tea this late at night might keep me up, so I made this only for

the tea in one go. He actually didn’t drink too much liquor, for he was a bad drinker. If he went all out, it’d be disastrous. Then, he put his

earlier in the morning, Bryce, in his rage, said, “You’re just like your wench of

 

 

“Good. If I were anything like you,

managed to cheer him up. Mr. Zimmel had tried his best to hype the

 

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