"Goddess sister, let’s start eating, and don’t let irrelevant people spoil the fun." Sophie Foster picked up the chopsticks without caring if they were communal or not, grabbed some food and put it on Titus Zane’s plate, then she also grabbed a mouthful and stuffed it into her mouth.
Looking at the piece of Cordyceps Duck in her own plate, Titus Zane slightly curled her lips, knowing that the young girl had no ill intentions, so she didn’t mind.
"Eat up, will you? Don’t just watch me eat. Otherwise, it’s not worth it for you to only pay without enjoying the food!" Sophie Foster, while continuously stuffing food into her mouth, looked up at Titus Zane across from her.
Titus Zane finally laughed, amused by Sophie Foster’s innocent and unaffected words.
Although she didn’t have many friends and was well aware of the unpredictable nature of people, the saying went.
But in front of Sophie Foster, it seemed there was no need to overthink anything because she herself was just an innocent child.
Thinking this, Titus Zane couldn’t help but worry for her; such a pure-hearted kid, mixing in a complicated place like a nightclub, was lucky to have a man like Nicholas Croft.
Little did Titus Zane know, Sophie Foster may have looked young but was actually quite shrewd, even having far more life experience than her.
She was open and honest with people she liked, such as Titus Zane, a goddess-like figure, whom she adored just by looking.
Thanks to Sophie Foster’s chatter, Titus Zane’s appetite was unusually good; she cleaned up all the food Sophie had put onto her plate and even ordered desserts to share with her.
All kids love desserts.
The meal was very enjoyable.
Sophie Foster was happy not just because she got to eat delicious food but also because she had easily completed the task given to her by the ’Beast’ Nicholas had entrusted her with.
The goddess sister ate a lot of food, and even burped while covering her mouth at the end, looking very cute with her cheeks slightly flushed, and she sneakily looked around, afraid that others would hear.
And Sophie Foster. She blatantly said, "Goddess sister, burping is nothing to be ashamed of. Burping and farting are all part of nature!"
At that moment, Sophie Foster spoke quite loudly, attracting many curious glances from other customers.
And Titus Zane was both anxious and helpless.
Such crude words, how could she say them so loudly.
They relished in the meal that ended too soon, and when it was time to leave, Sophie Foster made a sincere promise to treat Titus Zane next time.
As they were about to pick up their backpacks and stand up, a familiar figure came into view.
"Uncle Nicholas?" Sophie Foster’s motion of grabbing her backpack paused. Why was he here? When she saw the tall, slender man being led by the server toward the private room where Hazel Rhodes was dining, Sophie Foster suddenly remembered—Hannah Hargrave was also in that room.
Turning to Titus Zane, she said.
"Goddess sister, I have something to deal with, sorry I can’t go shopping with you. Some other day, yeah!"
After greeting Titus Zane, Sophie Foster trotted after him, crouching as she approached the private room, sneaking up stealthily.
Titus Zane didn’t know what was happening, but she understood the relationship between Nicholas Croft and Sophie Foster, so she didn’t overthink it and left after paying the bill.
However, the next day, the internet and major entertainment news blasted shocking news: a top producer from Phoenix Entertainment Ltd was attacked while dining with friends, sustaining a severe blow to the head, and was currently in the hospital undergoing treatment.
Seeing the photos with pixelated faces on the newspapers and online, Titus Zane belatedly realized that the attacker was none other than Sophie Foster.
If she had known something would happen, she should have stopped it yesterday.
An unprovoked attack on a top producer, just hiring some trolls could ruin Sophie Foster.