The room was tightly closed, curtains drawn, no sunlight could penetrate.
Only the faint light from the television screen proved that there was indeed someone in this room.
"I’m very much looking forward to working with him again. I trust my ability to judge right from wrong. He is a good person, without a doubt." Facing the cameras, she maintained a slight smile, unfazed and calm; she had become composed in front of the media.
Long time no see, her smile was even more captivating to him.
In the darkness, Wyatt Sterling raised the corners of his mouth, but there was a hint of powerlessness.
Now, his scandals were everywhere. These weren’t so frightening; the frightening part was the media forcing her into the spotlight.
He didn’t want her to endure so much gossip because of him, but the fact was, he was powerless.
At this moment, he hated himself immensely.
Sophie Smith ran more than five kilometers, enduring the pain in her legs, and by the time she reached the finish line, she was nearly exhausted.
She sat in the lounge, and Julia Brown quickly handed her a bottle of water.
"Sister Sophie, you shouldn’t have said that in front of the reporters just now," Julia murmured complainingly, "Sister Sunny said you should not answer any questions about Wyatt Sterling, yet you clearly took his side."
"Julia!" Sophie softly reprimanded, "I don’t want to hear you talk about this with me anymore."
"Sophie." Hearing her name called, she looked up in the direction of the voice—it was Rose Sterling, who had participated with her in the charity run event.
"Is there something you need?" She wasn’t familiar with Rose, having only shot one advertisement together before this.
"No, nothing." Rose, with her heavily made-up face, slowly leaned closer to Sophie, "I didn’t expect that after all this time, you could still stay by President Land’s side."
Is she here to make sarcastic remarks again?
"What exactly do you want?"
"Don’t get upset. Even if I wanted to do something, I wouldn’t dare."
Who would dare to lay a finger on Asher Land’s woman?
Sophie stood up, not even lifting her eyelids, and started to walk outside.
For those who affect her mood, it’s best not to see them, considering she’s had quite enough troubles lately.
"I want to see how long you can keep up this arrogance," Rose’s disdainful laughter echoed behind her, "it’s not so easy to enter a wealthy family."
Enter a wealthy family?
She never thought of it—Asher Land marrying her? Maybe in the next life.
Sophie had walked quite far when Julia caught up with her.
"Sister Sophie, don’t take Rose Sterling’s words to heart; she’s just sour grapes!"
"I know." Sophie smiled and shook her head, "You go rest; there’s not much else today. Oh, right, go to the company and call a car for me."
Irene Morton said she wanted to meet her to play at the Northern Suburb’s vacation resort this afternoon; Sophie did not refuse. Looking at the time, it was about time to keep the appointment.
The car quickly took Sophie to the Northern Suburb’s vacation resort. It’s said that Asher Land comes here at least once a year.
Sophie saw Irene but did not see Asher Land.
It seems purely Irene’s idea to come here to play.
"Sister Sophie, let’s go boating on the lake," Irene eagerly held her wrist, "I heard that the evening lake scenery is the most beautiful, with sunsets and all kinds of cute little birds to see!"
"Okay." Somehow, she felt a special bond with Irene, who was naturally friendly and easy to connect with. Playing with her seemed especially joyous.
"Haha, today Brother Asher definitely won’t find us; let him worry," Irene said mischievously.