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Isabelle went over and scanned the QR code to make payment. Then, she looked at Sophia again. Matilda, on the
other hand, had already walked over to the door. It was only when she called out to her did Isabelle reluctantly
leave.
At the door, Matilda walked further away upon seeing that Isabelle was making her way over. When Isabelle had
caught up to her, she asked in slight puzzlement, “What was your intention in coming here? To say all those things
to make Sophia miserable?”
In reality, Isabelle herself didn’t quite understand what she was trying to do. While she indeed wanted to make
Sophia miserable, she wasn’t certain how she wanted to accomplish that.
That was why she used the news on the Internet back then as a starting point. Because of the news, she’d
previously experienced great agony, feeling as though someone had stabbed her in the heart.
Convinced that Sophia had certainly been tormented by it to the point of losing sleep, she brought it up before her.
However, when she did so, she herself was assailed by a wave of distress, so she bluffed and claimed that John had
explained things to her.
Staring at her, Matilda shook her head. “It’s no use showing off with words, Belle. Even if you’d said that you were
the person John left the bar with, there wouldn’t have been any reaction on Sophia’s part. She has always been
calm and unruffled. This time, you really lost to her.”
Isabelle pursed her lips, likewise finding herself inexplicably on the losing end in this battle today.
Moving over to her, Matilda patted her on the shoulder. “Never mind, don’t think about it now. Let’s go for dinner
first.” Isabelle said nothing further and left with her.
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Meanwhile, Sophia stood at the counter. She placed her cell phone down, her face a mask of wintry coldness. Young
Lady Isabelle Bailey seems unable to read the situation now. Hah, I wonder what she intended by coming in and
showing off. She went over and put away everything on their table. Then, she flipped the closed sign over.
After that, all that was left was to clean up the place. She took out the mop, but just when she was about to start
mopping, her cell phone rang. She sauntered over and picked it up for a quick glance. It’s an unknown number, and
from another city to boot.
It’s generally a scammer or telemarketer. She’d answered several such calls in the past, so she declined the call
and went back to mopping the floor.
When she was done with the cleaning, a call came in again from the same number. Frowning, she glanced at it. This
time, she picked up the call. “Hello.”
At first, no sound came from the other end of the phone. Sophia then repeated the greeting, upon which the other
person stammered, “Is this Sophia Gwendolyn?” It was a woman’s voice, the voice tinged with uncertainty and
wariness.
Sophia didn’t answer right away. Instead, she countered, “Who are you?”
After a few seconds, the person on the other end suddenly started sobbing, her voice soft and timid. “It’s me,
Soph.”
Sophia’s brows knitted together. I don’t recognize this person’s voice, and no one calls me Soph. She pursed her
lips, growing a smidge impatient as her conviction grew that it was a scammer. “Who are you? Stop crying and
answer me first.”
Sniffling sounded from the other end. “I’m your mother, Soph.”
Sophia froze, very much taken aback. “Who are you again? Repeat that, please.” Her tone was neither anxious nor
exuberant. Instead, it was filled with contempt. Immediately after, she growled, “I’d advise you to think carefully
before you answer me.
Are scammers not doing their homework before scamming people nowadays? There’s an obvious problem with
your information. Let me tell you, my mother is dead. She’s been dead for many years now. You want to scam me?
Dream on!” After saying that, she hung up right away.
However, she was shaking all over, shivering uncontrollably. Whirling around, she poured herself a glass of water
and guzzled it down in a single go. My mother?
What nonsense! That woman has probably reincarnated into a young and beautiful lady now. She inhaled deeply,
repeating the motion a few times. Then, she promptly packed and locked up before hailing a taxi home.
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