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Chapter 291 They Will Not Meet Again
Sophie could not help but wonder. How was it possible that nobody from Blossom Garden was suspicious of her? Meanwhile, Butterfly could not
refrain from laughing. “Ha! It’s easy-peasy for a gorgeous woman like me to convince others. I told them he’s a lunatic and must be tied up.”
Nicholas could only glare at her as his mouth was stuffed with a towel. Pfft! Have they come across any lunatic as good-looking as me? D*mn it!
Sophie Tanner, you must have a death wish! How could you have the gall to treat me this way? Sophie pulled a chair over and sat right in front of
Nicholas.
Catching sight of the latter glowering menacingly at her, she shrugged her shoulders, not caring one bit. “Don’t worry. I won’t torture you. In fact, I’ve
arranged for others to send you back. Don’t step onto this land again.” Even though Nicholas could not utter any words, Sophie could sense the
intense fury in his countenance. “Pull out the towel from his mouth.” Since Nicholas would be sent back to Anglandur soon, Sophie exercised
restraint by allowing him to speak. However, he started cussing right after Butterfly pulled the towel out from his mouth. It was outrageously
unbearable for Sophie. Thus, she grabbed the towel and stuffed it into his mouth again. In an instant, Nicholas widened his eyes in disbelief. He
mustered up his strength to protest but to no avail. “Initially, I thought of allowing you to say something. However, since you still haven’t learned
your lesson, forget about it then.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Someone will pick him up later. You can hand him over to them directly,” Sophie instructed Butterfly before she turned toward Nicholas. “Nicholas
Sable, I hope we won’t meet again.” Hearing that, Nicholas stopped struggling. Deep down, he vowed to settle the score with Sophie after regaining
his freedom. How dare she humiliate me like this! Doesn’t she know that I’m a vengeful man? Irked by the viciousness in Nicholas’ eyes, Sophie
kicked the chair he was sitting in. Subsequently, he almost fell together with it to the ground. At that very moment, Nicholas could barely restrain
himself from unleashing his wrath on Sophie and teaching her a lesson. D*mn it! Nobody has ever dared to treat me this way! “Sophie!” Butterfly
was taken aback. What on earth is she trying to do? “Don’t worry. I know what I’m doing.” Sophie remained nonchalant as ever as she warned
Nicholas, “Heed my words, okay? Don’t appear in front of me again. If not, I won’t spare you.” By the time Sophie stepped out from the place where
Nicholas was held captive, it was almost three in the afternoon. She had assigned someone trustworthy to send him back earlier. Now that the
matter had been settled, she wandered alone on the streets. Mark might not have gone home. As the thought struck her, she made her way to Mark
and the others’ mansion. As she knew the passcode for the main door, she entered the mansion right away without calling ahead to inform Mark.
Once Sophie opened the door, the sound of rock music blared from upstairs. She knew that her instinct was proven right. Evidently, Mark still
refused to go home. She headed toward the music practice room, opened the door, and saw Mark practicing alone. It was the new song she had
composed. Entering the room, she plopped herself down right on the floor. She listened attentively as Mark played the song. As expected, he was
the person who knew her the best. Hence, the way he played the song showed that he had interpreted the feelings she injected into it perfectly well.
Meanwhile, Mark was not surprised when Sophie came into view. Only after he finished the song did he ask, “What do you think? Was that the
feeling you wish to express?” “Yeah! That’s right. Evidently, you’re the one who knows me the best,” she complimented. He has always been. Mark
merely took two bottles of cocktail in silence. He handed her a bottle before he sat opposite her and opened another one. “Why did you suddenly
come here?” He had thought nobody in the world would think of him on that day. “Why do you sound as if you’re resentful?” Sophie was puzzled.
He’s seemingly not his usual self! “No, I’m not. I only felt a bit lonely all of a sudden. Anyway, it’s just a tiny bit!” Mark gestured with his fingertips.
Seeing that, Sophie took a sip of the cocktail and chuckled. “Okay, Mark, I’ll drop the subject. I’m actually here to check on you. If you have
nowhere to go, you can follow me home.” Technically, Josiah was the only one she acknowledged as her family member at her so-called home.
“Okay!” Mark gladly accepted her invitation. “Pack your things and come back with me then! Anyway, you know the situation at my house, don’t
you? So don’t expect to seek family warmth there, okay?” Sophie emphasized. Hmph! There’s no such thing at the Tanner residence. Mark burst
out laughing. “I can keep Old Mr. Tanner company and chat with him then.” He could not care less about others as long as she was around. Hence,
Mark followed Sophie back to the Tanner residence for Christmas that year. Josiah was quite surprised to see him. He did not know much about the
current entertainment industry. On top of that, he was oblivious to Mark’s popularity as he only listened to military songs. “Old Mr. Tanner, nice to
meet you. I’m Mark, Sophie’s friend.” “Nice to meet you too. Make yourself at home. There’s no need for formality.” Josiah was over the moon as
Sophie had scarcely brought any friends home before that. Even though Josiah had no idea how famous Mark was, Willow was on cloud nine to
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmsee the latter. After all, she was his fan too. Nonetheless, it never occurred to her that her idol would be Sophie’s friend and would even follow her
home to celebrate Christmas with them. Willow could not hold back any longer and piped up, “Nice to meet you, Mark. I’m Willow Tanner, and I like
your songs very much!” “Thank you,” Mark responded indifferently. He was back to his usual aloofness again, a stark contrast to when he was with
Sophie. Because of that, Willow was in low spirits again. Why does everyone I like end up liking Sophie Tanner more? What makes her deserve
that? Sensing that Willow was utterly displeased, Caleb pulled her aside. “Willow, since everyone is at home today, don’t stir up trouble, okay?”
Willow could not help but feel indignant. “Caleb, aren’t I the most demure and obedient all this while? But why does everyone always prefer Sophie
more? Is it because I’m not demure enough?” She could not fathom why Sophie was well-liked by others. Caleb felt his heart wrench at the sight of
Willow’s sorrow. Stroking her head, he tried to enlighten her. “Don’t think of competing with Sophie in everything. You’ll only end up feeling upset.”
Sophie is undoubtedly a genius. Even the International Medical Association looks highly upon her. No doubt, her competence is beyond
imagination! What’s more, her boyfriend is Tristan Lombard! Would such an omnipotent man like him fall for an ordinary woman? All these simply
proved that Sophie was not an ordinary young woman. “Even you are making such a comment now? I reckon nobody at home is on my side now.”
Meanwhile, Yale was finally back at home. Although it was a shameful return, it was better than staying outside. Life had not been easy for him.
Later, when nobody was around him and Sophie, he swallowed his pride and softened his tone. “Sophie, I know that I was wrong. Since you have
your eye on Tanner Group, I’ll hand it over to you. From now onwards, I’ll stay home to take good care of your grandpa.” Sophie had nothing to
comment upon hearing his words. Unequivocally, he was her father. However, she could not talk herself into believing any of his words. “You don’t
have to tell me that.” To Sophie, it was meaningless for her father to make empty promises. After all, actions speak louder than words. “Sophie, I
know I was wrong, and I mean it. My only wish is for our family to lead a peaceful and blissful life from now onwards. That’s enough for me!”