Become the Richest Woman After Divorce

Chapter 107

Chapter 107: More Affectionate Than a Dog

A man wearing a mask approached her side. He looked young and danced exceptionally well.

Unconsciously, the two of them started to cooperate with perfect harmony.

The people around consciously made way.

When the song ended, everyone enthusiastically applauded.

Sophia’s breath was uneven, she smiled and then walked down.

The young man followed, striking up a conversation with a smile:

“Miss, you dance so well, did you receive professional training? Are you a model or an actress?”

Sophia shook her head, waved her hand and said, “I am nothing.”

“Shall we get to know each other then?”

The young man spoke naturally.

Sophia ignored him, glanced around, and watched as Sandra also came down laughing.

Sandra pointed in the direction of their booth.

Derick had arrived at an unknown time and was just getting up to walk this way.

Sandra whispered in her ear:

“When you were dancing, Mr. Woodward was watching you the whole time. His eyes were full of

affection, as if he couldn’t wait to devour

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you!”

What she said was a bit over the line, Sophia pushed her a bit:

“What nonsense, Mr. Woodward’s eyes even looked at dogs with deep affection!”

Derick coughed from not far away, looking at her with a smirk:

“When did I watch the dog?”

Sophia was caught talking to him and gave an embarrassed laugh..

The young man next to her wanted to say something else, but he watched as Derick took his own coat

and covered her bare shoulders.

“It was a bit cold!”

Waves surged in his eyes as he gave the young man a meaningful glance.

Sophia, oblivious, walked towards the seat next to her.

The young man, unwilling to give up, wanted to catch up and ask for contact information, but was

choked from behind by Sandra.

“Cheney Flanagan is a big star, didn’t you see that he’s already taken?” Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

The man was taken aback, staring at her in shock, covering his own mask:

“How did you recognize me?”

Sandra snorted lightly, playfully pinching his chin:

“You forgot, you were toasting me at the drinking party three days ago, and you even got angry when I

didn’t drink. If you bother my friend again, I’ll take off your mask and let everyone know who you are!”

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Cheney was a newly popular young celebrity, who even had to wear a mask when going out to

nightclubs, for fear of being recognized and causing a bad impression.

Hearing her say this, I dared not do anything.

He didn’t stay either, awkwardly waved at Sandra, and then ran off in a hurry.

Sophia took off her coat as soon as she arrived at the booth.

Derick casually took it, but instead took out a box from behind him, which contained a shawl with a

unique pattern.

He passed it over, speaking gently with a soft expression in his eyes, saying:

“I bought it on the road because I always felt it suited you, I didn’t expect it to be so suitable!”

Sophia hesitated for a moment, then took it.

She saw that it was a limited edition from a certain foreign luxury brand that had just been released,

and it had already been hyped up to seven figures.

Derick really understood a girl’s heart. This unique preference made her feel reluctant to utter a word of

rejection.

After finishing the dance, I still felt a bit hot, but the air conditioning in the bar was very strong, so I

quickly felt cold.

She didn’t put on airs either, she just took it directly:

“Thank you, Mr. Woodward, when did you come?”

She casually draped it over her shoulders, her small face glowing with

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a fair complexion. Under the light, her skin was so delicate it seemed it could be broken with a mere

touch.

Derick’s eyes deepened a bit:

“Just arrived, come out and sit for a while.”

Sophia took a sip from a cup of juice she was holding, Derick pursed his lips and began to speak:

“I’ve taken the person away, let your people come back!”

Sophia paused, turning her head to look at him:

“I said I would handle it myself.”

She just asked him to help distract Pierce’s people.

After all, Derick was quite familiar with the local area abroad.

Derick’s slender fingers caressed the rim of the cup, his voice light:

“You were soft–hearted, and Pierce would have traced you. I handled it, rest assured, clean and neat,

both money and goods were settled.”

Sophia fell silent, her heart hardened a bit.

“What did ‘payment in full‘ mean?”

Derick glanced at her, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth, as if discussing a casual matter:

“Sold, sold to the high seas.”

The consequences of being sold to the high seas were clear without thinking. It was a place beyond the

control of the United Nations, the worst hell of human nature.

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Everything there could be bought and sold, including lives.

Sophia took a deep breath, although there was a moment of shock, she‘ was satisfied with the result,

wasn’t she?

Her own hand couldn’t reach there.

But letting her go would truly be a disservice to the lost child.

She was unwilling to let Emelia go unpunished, yet she was also worried about implicating herself.

She admitted her own cowardice, but at that moment, she felt liberated.

The rope tied around the heart was untied.

But the next second, she looked at Derick with silent worry.

“But you…”

What if they had found something on him?

Derick chuckled, the gentleness in his eyes carrying a hint of unrivaled arrogance and pride:

“Worried about me? No need, I had a friend take care of it.”

As for who the friend was, he wouldn’t say.

He wouldn’t even speak of it. For someone like him, who dabbled in both the righteous and the wicked,

such things were commonplace.

Sophia slightly lowered her gaze, holding the whiskey in front of her, she clinked her glass against his.

“I owed you a favor, Derick.”

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He avenged her in his own way.

If she had handled it herself, she thought, she would have thrown Emelia into the most remote corner

of the world, never to emerge in her lifetime.

Her approach was still not ruthless enough.

With a faint smile playing at the corners of his mouth, Derick took a sip of his wine.

“If one day I offended you, you forgave me.”

Sophia chuckled, about to say he was joking, when Sandra came over with a bottle of wine.

“Have you all had a drink? How’s the wine I’ve been saving?”

She poured half a cup by herself.

Sophia had tasted it long ago.

Derick took a slight sip, nodded, and raised an eyebrow:

“The best in Dijon? They sell such good wine in the bar?”

Although the bar was not short of alcohol, such liquor was probably only owned by collectors.

Sandra began to speak with satisfaction:

“This was what I brought for safekeeping, my grandfather’s best wine!”

“No wonder, the old man’s taste was impeccable.”

Derick was gentle in nature, without any pretense, and showed particular respect to Sophia’s friends.

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Sophia lowered her head and took a sip. The spicy liquid slid down

her throat, refreshing and cool. It was rich and mellow as it entered her mouth, with an indescribable

velvety fragrance.

Having resolved a major worry in her heart, her mood naturally lightened, and she unconsciously drank

a few more glasses.

Soon, a slightly tipsy expression appeared on her face, her eyes moist

and glistening as she looked in the direction of the stage, lost in

thought.

Derick seemed sober yet drunk at the same time, a thick fog shrouded his eyes and brows, making him

inscrutable.

But when looking at Sophia, his dark eyes were always gentle.

The next day.

Sophia had woken up at home.

She looked at the familiar furnishings, when did she come back last night?

After she finished washing up, she came downstairs, her eyes and brows revealing a hint of fatigue and

a charming demeanor.

Brycen and Cecilia downstairs were still talking about something with their heads down.

Kylan had a look of helplessness on his face.

“Good morning, Mom and Dad! Good morning, Brother!”

Sophia went downstairs, they looked over, their expressions varied.

Brycen couldn’t help himself anymore and blurted out:

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“Did you drink a lot last night? Does your head hurt?”

Sophia paused, touched her own head, and said, “It doesn’t hurt!”

Cecilia waved with a smile:

“Our little princess could become popular just by drinking a glass of wine, truly worthy of being my

daughter!”

Kylan couldn’t help but chuckle

“The point was, she was a negative influence!”