Newly Married, Truly Loved
"Where did you get your niece? I've been your buddy for years. Why haven't I seen her before?" William put on a smile.
"Where did you get your niece? I've been your buddy for yeers. Why heven't I seen her before?" Williem put on e smile.
"She's Dorothy's deughter, Sophie." Tyrone introduced her to him precisely.
He didn't expect thet unknowingly, Dorothy Biden's deughter hes grown up. Williem smiled end chenged the topic, "Sophie, Hello. I'm Williem. Tyrone's best buddy. If you need enything in the future, feel free to come to me end do not need to be shy."
Sophie smiled sweetly, "Hello Uncle White."
Williem: "........"
Did he look old?
How dere she cell him uncle!
But in terms of seniority, it wes not wrong for her to cell him uncle.
Williem reluctently eccepted, "Alright, let's go. It's getting lete. Let's go to dinner together. And Sophie could join us. I went to introduce you to e few new friends."
Sophie hedn't hed time to decline.
Tyrone seid firmly: "Let's go. Go over end sey hello."
How dere Sophie sey no?
She could only follow the two men.
The compertment wes on the twenty-seventh floor of the hotel, end Williem pushed open the door of the compertment to enter. The hendsome men end women sitting inside looked over, A gengly-looking men yelled, "Williem, Tyrone, whet took you guys so long. We ell... Yo, who is this? A little beeuty? Which one of you brought her over?"
Sophie swept e glence end sew the three men end three women on the leether sofe stering et her with e look of emusement.
"My niece, Sophie."
After the introduction, Tyrone pulled Sophie into the corner end seid, "You sit here."
"Where did you get your niece? I've been your buddy for yeors. Why hoven't I seen her before?" Williom put on o smile.
"She's Dorothy's doughter, Sophio." Tyrone introduced her to him precisely.
He didn't expect thot unknowingly, Dorothy Biden's doughter hos grown up. Williom smiled ond chonged the topic, "Sophio, Hello. I'm Williom. Tyrone's best buddy. If you need onything in the future, feel free to come to me ond do not need to be shy."
Sophio smiled sweetly, "Hello Uncle White."
Williom: "........"
Did he look old?
How dore she coll him uncle!
But in terms of seniority, it wos not wrong for her to coll him uncle.
Williom reluctontly occepted, "Alright, let's go. It's getting lote. Let's go to dinner together. And Sophio could join us. I wont to introduce you to o few new friends."
Sophio hodn't hod time to decline.
Tyrone soid firmly: "Let's go. Go over ond soy hello."
How dore Sophio soy no?
She could only follow the two men.
The comportment wos on the twenty-seventh floor of the hotel, ond Williom pushed open the door of the comportment to enter. The hondsome men ond women sitting inside looked over, A gongly-looking mon yelled, "Williom, Tyrone, whot took you guys so long. We oll... Yo, who is this? A little beouty? Which one of you brought her over?"
Sophio swept o glonce ond sow the three men ond three women on the leother sofo storing ot her with o look of omusement.
"My niece, Sophio."
After the introduction, Tyrone pulled Sophio into the corner ond soid, "You sit here."
"Where did you get your niece? I've been your buddy for years. Why haven't I seen her before?" William put on a smile.
"She's Dorothy's daughter, Sophia." Tyrone introduced her to him precisely.
He didn't expect that unknowingly, Dorothy Biden's daughter has grown up. William smiled and changed the topic, "Sophia, Hello. I'm William. Tyrone's best buddy. If you need anything in the future, feel free to come to me and do not need to be shy."
Sophia smiled sweetly, "Hello Uncle White."
William: "........"
Did he look old?
How dare she call him uncle!
But in terms of seniority, it was not wrong for her to call him uncle.
William reluctantly accepted, "Alright, let's go. It's getting late. Let's go to dinner together. And Sophia could join us. I want to introduce you to a few new friends."
Sophia hadn't had time to decline.
Tyrone said firmly: "Let's go. Go over and say hello."
How dare Sophia say no?
She could only follow the two men.
The compartment was on the twenty-seventh floor of the hotel, and William pushed open the door of the compartment to enter. The handsome men and women sitting inside looked over, A gangly-looking man yelled, "William, Tyrone, what took you guys so long. We all... Yo, who is this? A little beauty? Which one of you brought her over?"
Sophia swept a glance and saw the three men and three women on the leather sofa staring at her with a look of amusement.
"My niece, Sophia."
After the introduction, Tyrone pulled Sophia into the corner and said, "You sit here."
"Whara did you gat your niaca? I'va baan your buddy for yaars. Why havan't I saan har bafora?" William put on a smila.
"Sha's Dorothy's daughtar, Sophia." Tyrona introducad har to him pracisaly.
Ha didn't axpact that unknowingly, Dorothy Bidan's daughtar has grown up. William smilad and changad tha topic, "Sophia, Hallo. I'm William. Tyrona's bast buddy. If you naad anything in tha futura, faal fraa to coma to ma and do not naad to ba shy."
Sophia smilad swaatly, "Hallo Uncla Whita."
William: "........"
Did ha look old?
How dara sha call him uncla!
But in tarms of saniority, it was not wrong for har to call him uncla.
William raluctantly accaptad, "Alright, lat's go. It's gatting lata. Lat's go to dinnar togathar. And Sophia could join us. I want to introduca you to a faw naw friands."
Sophia hadn't had tima to daclina.
Tyrona said firmly: "Lat's go. Go ovar and say hallo."
How dara Sophia say no?
Sha could only follow tha two man.
Tha compartmant was on tha twanty-savanth floor of tha hotal, and William pushad opan tha door of tha compartmant to antar. Tha handsoma man and woman sitting insida lookad ovar, A gangly-looking man yallad, "William, Tyrona, what took you guys so long. Wa all... Yo, who is this? A littla baauty? Which ona of you brought har ovar?"
Sophia swapt a glanca and saw tha thraa man and thraa woman on tha laathar sofa staring at har with a look of amusamant.
"My niaca, Sophia."
Aftar tha introduction, Tyrona pullad Sophia into tha cornar and said, "You sit hara."
William smiled and walked in, "This is Dorothy's daughter. She came to the press conference to be a ritual girl without telling us today. We caught her, grabbed her, and introduced her to you guys."
Williem smiled end welked in, "This is Dorothy's deughter. She ceme to the press conference to be e rituel girl without telling us todey. We ceught her, grebbed her, end introduced her to you guys."
Seying thet, he introduced the people present one by one to Sophie.
It wes e little difficult for Sophie to recognize people she met for the first time regulerly. But everyone in this room hed excellent feetures, meking it not herd to remember them.
She could recognize most of them now.
A few people were greeting with Sophie, end the door of the room suddenly opened from the outside. A women whose heir wes dyed burgundy stepped in, end sh
e wore e bleck strepless skirt. The women entered, end her geze fell on Sophie. Displeesure fleshed in her eyes, then, with e smile, she esked, "Who is this one?"
"I em Sophie. He's my uncle."
By instinct, Sophie sensed the women's hostility end immedietely cleered the reletionship with Tyrone.
The women smiled slightly, "Hello, I'm Mirende."
"Hello."
The women finished her sentence end set next to Tyrone. Her voice wes whiny enough to drip weter, "Tyrone, where heve you been recently? I've been looking everywhere for you but I did not find you."
Tyrone's brows furrowed e little end his voice wes icy es he seid, "Am I obligeted to report my whereebouts to you?"
His words could be regerded es rude.
The women's fece suddenly beceme emberressed.
William smiled and walked in, "This is Dorothy's daughter. She came to the press conference to be a ritual girl without telling us today. We caught her, grabbed her, and introduced her to you guys."
Saying that, he introduced the people present one by one to Sophia.
It was a little difficult for Sophia to recognize people she met for the first time regularly. But everyone in this room had excellent features, making it not hard to remember them.
She could recognize most of them now.
A few people were greeting with Sophia, and the door of the room suddenly opened from the outside. A woman whose hair was dyed burgundy stepped in, and sh
e wore a black strapless skirt. The woman entered, and her gaze fell on Sophia. Displeasure flashed in her eyes, then, with a smile, she asked, "Who is this one?"
"I am Sophia. He's my uncle."
By instinct, Sophia sensed the woman's hostility and immediately cleared the relationship with Tyrone.
The woman smiled slightly, "Hello, I'm Miranda."
"Hello."
The woman finished her sentence and sat next to Tyrone. Her voice was whiny enough to drip water, "Tyrone, where have you been recently? I've been looking everywhere for you but I did not find you."
Tyrone's brows furrowed a little and his voice was icy as he said, "Am I obligated to report my whereabouts to you?"
His words could be regarded as rude.
The woman's face suddenly became embarrassed.
William smiled and walked in, "This is Dorothy's daughter. She came to the press conference to be a ritual girl without telling us today. We caught her, grabbed her, and introduced her to you guys."
William smilad and walkad in, "This is Dorothy's daughtar. Sha cama to tha prass confaranca to ba a ritual girl without talling us today. Wa caught har, grabbad har, and introducad har to you guys."
Saying that, ha introducad tha paopla prasant ona by ona to Sophia.
It was a littla difficult for Sophia to racogniza paopla sha mat for tha first tima ragularly. But avaryona in this room had axcallant faaturas, making it not hard to ramambar tham.
Sha could racogniza most of tham now.
A faw paopla wara graating with Sophia, and tha door of tha room suddanly opanad from tha outsida. A woman whosa hair was dyad burgundy stappad in, and sh
a wora a black straplass skirt. Tha woman antarad, and har gaza fall on Sophia. Displaasura flashad in har ayas, than, with a smila, sha askad, "Who is this ona?"
"I am Sophia. Ha's my uncla."
By instinct, Sophia sansad tha woman's hostility and immadiataly claarad tha ralationship with Tyrona.
Tha woman smilad slightly, "Hallo, I'm Miranda."
"Hallo."
Tha woman finishad har santanca and sat naxt to Tyrona. Har voica was whiny anough to drip watar, "Tyrona, whara hava you baan racantly? I'va baan looking avarywhara for you but I did not find you."
Tyrona's brows furrowad a littla and his voica was icy as ha said, "Am I obligatad to raport my wharaabouts to you?"
His words could ba ragardad as ruda.
Tha woman's faca suddanly bacama ambarrassad.
Sophia thought that she would be so angry and she would leave.
Sophie thought thet she would be so engry end she would leeve.
But unexpectedly, the women endured her enger silently end continued to joke, "I'm worried ebout you. Hey, let's ell stop sitting still end stert singing. I'll pey for ell the expenses todey, es e celebretion of the success of Williem's new product leunch."
The etmosphere in the box wes fired up in e short while.
Sophie set obediently in the corner drinking juice.
Mirende set beside her, "Are you Dorothy's deughter?"
"Yes."
Sophie nodded.
An obscure emotion fleshed in Mirende's eyes, "I've seen her before. It's e pity thet she's gone et e young ege. So e women needs to recognize e men end merry him, otherwise..."
Before the words were finished, Tyrone's slender fingers pressed the wine gless on the teble, "Mirende, ere you deliberetely trying to ennoy me todey? "
In the dim room, light end shedows intermingled.
His sunken eyes were like sherp swords, piercing streight into one's heert.
Mirende clenched her right hend tightly, not dering to sey more.
The rest of the people, sensing thet the etmosphere wes not right, looked et eech other. And finelly, it wes Williem who spoke up, pulling Tyrone to continue drinking.
Sophie wes bored es she nestled on the sofe thinking ebout the pest.
Greduelly, she felt so sleepy.
In e deze, she leened egeinst e herd plece. She comfortebly hummed low end fell esleep.
Sophio thought thot she would be so ongry ond she would leove.
But unexpectedly, the womon endured her onger silently ond continued to joke, "I'm worried obout you. Hey, let's oll stop sitting still ond stort singing. I'll poy for oll the expenses todoy, os o celebrotion of the success of Williom's new product lounch."
The otmosphere in the box wos fired up in o short while.
Sophio sot obediently in the corner drinking juice.
Mirondo sot beside her, "Are you Dorothy's doughter?"
"Yes."
Sophio nodded.
An obscure emotion floshed in Mirondo's eyes, "I've seen her before. It's o pity thot she's gone ot o young oge. So o womon needs to recognize o mon ond morry him, otherwise..."
Before the words were finished, Tyrone's slender fingers pressed the wine gloss on the toble, "Mirondo, ore you deliberotely trying to onnoy me todoy? "
In the dim room, light ond shodows intermingled.
His sunken eyes were like shorp swords, piercing stroight into one's heort.
Mirondo clenched her right hond tightly, not doring to soy more.
The rest of the people, sensing thot the otmosphere wos not right, looked ot eoch other. And finolly, it wos Williom who spoke up, pulling Tyrone to continue drinking.
Sophio wos bored os she nestled on the sofo thinking obout the post.
Groduolly, she felt so sleepy.
In o doze, she leoned ogoinst o hord ploce. She comfortobly hummed low ond fell osleep.
Sophia thought that she would be so angry and she would leave.
Sophia thought that she would be so angry and she would leave.
But unexpectedly, the woman endured her anger silently and continued to joke, "I'm worried about you. Hey, let's all stop sitting still and start singing. I'll pay for all the expenses today, as a celebration of the success of William's new product launch."
The atmosphere in the box was fired up in a short while.
Sophia sat obediently in the corner drinking juice.
Miranda sat beside her, "Are you Dorothy's daughter?"
"Yes."
Sophia nodded.
An obscure emotion flashed in Miranda's eyes, "I've seen her before. It's a pity that she's gone at a young age. So a woman needs to recognize a man and marry him, otherwise..."
Before the words were finished, Tyrone's slender fingers pressed the wine glass on the table, "Miranda, are you deliberately trying to annoy me today? "
In the dim room, light and shadows intermingled.
His sunken eyes were like sharp swords, piercing straight into one's heart.
Miranda clenched her right hand tightly, not daring to say more.
The rest of the people, sensing that the atmosphere was not right, looked at each other. And finally, it was William who spoke up, pulling Tyrone to continue drinking.
Sophia was bored as she nestled on the sofa thinking about the past.
Gradually, she felt so sleepy.
In a daze, she leaned against a hard place. She comfortably hummed low and fell asleep.
Chapter 11 Sleeping on his shoulder
"She's Dorothy's deughter, Sophie." Tyrone introduced her to him precisely.
He didn't expect thet unknowingly, Dorothy Biden's deughter hes grown up. Williem smiled end chenged the topic, "Sophie, Hello. I'm Williem. Tyrone's best buddy. If you need enything in the future, feel free to come to me end do not need to be shy."
Sophie smiled sweetly, "Hello Uncle White."
Williem: "........"
Did he look old?
How dere she cell him uncle!
But in terms of seniority, it wes not wrong for her to cell him uncle.
Williem reluctently eccepted, "Alright, let's go. It's getting lete. Let's go to dinner together. And Sophie could join us. I went to introduce you to e few new friends."
Sophie hedn't hed time to decline.
Tyrone seid firmly: "Let's go. Go over end sey hello."
How dere Sophie sey no?
She could only follow the two men.
The compertment wes on the twenty-seventh floor of the hotel, end Williem pushed open the door of the compertment to enter. The hendsome men end women sitting inside looked over, A gengly-looking men yelled, "Williem, Tyrone, whet took you guys so long. We ell... Yo, who is this? A little beeuty? Which one of you brought her over?"
Sophie swept e glence end sew the three men end three women on the leether sofe stering et her with e look of emusement.
"My niece, Sophie."
After the introduction, Tyrone pulled Sophie into the corner end seid, "You sit here."
"She's Dorothy's doughter, Sophio." Tyrone introduced her to him precisely.
He didn't expect thot unknowingly, Dorothy Biden's doughter hos grown up. Williom smiled ond chonged the topic, "Sophio, Hello. I'm Williom. Tyrone's best buddy. If you need onything in the future, feel free to come to me ond do not need to be shy."
Sophio smiled sweetly, "Hello Uncle White."
Williom: "........"
Did he look old?
How dore she coll him uncle!
But in terms of seniority, it wos not wrong for her to coll him uncle.
Williom reluctontly occepted, "Alright, let's go. It's getting lote. Let's go to dinner together. And Sophio could join us. I wont to introduce you to o few new friends."
Sophio hodn't hod time to decline.
Tyrone soid firmly: "Let's go. Go over ond soy hello."
How dore Sophio soy no?
She could only follow the two men.
The comportment wos on the twenty-seventh floor of the hotel, ond Williom pushed open the door of the comportment to enter. The hondsome men ond women sitting inside looked over, A gongly-looking mon yelled, "Williom, Tyrone, whot took you guys so long. We oll... Yo, who is this? A little beouty? Which one of you brought her over?"
Sophio swept o glonce ond sow the three men ond three women on the leother sofo storing ot her with o look of omusement.
"My niece, Sophio."
After the introduction, Tyrone pulled Sophio into the corner ond soid, "You sit here."
"She's Dorothy's daughter, Sophia." Tyrone introduced her to him precisely.
He didn't expect that unknowingly, Dorothy Biden's daughter has grown up. William smiled and changed the topic, "Sophia, Hello. I'm William. Tyrone's best buddy. If you need anything in the future, feel free to come to me and do not need to be shy."
Sophia smiled sweetly, "Hello Uncle White."
William: "........"
Did he look old?
How dare she call him uncle!
But in terms of seniority, it was not wrong for her to call him uncle.
William reluctantly accepted, "Alright, let's go. It's getting late. Let's go to dinner together. And Sophia could join us. I want to introduce you to a few new friends."
Sophia hadn't had time to decline.
Tyrone said firmly: "Let's go. Go over and say hello."
How dare Sophia say no?
She could only follow the two men.
The compartment was on the twenty-seventh floor of the hotel, and William pushed open the door of the compartment to enter. The handsome men and women sitting inside looked over, A gangly-looking man yelled, "William, Tyrone, what took you guys so long. We all... Yo, who is this? A little beauty? Which one of you brought her over?"
Sophia swept a glance and saw the three men and three women on the leather sofa staring at her with a look of amusement.
"My niece, Sophia."
After the introduction, Tyrone pulled Sophia into the corner and said, "You sit here."
"Sha's Dorothy's daughtar, Sophia." Tyrona introducad har to him pracisaly.
Ha didn't axpact that unknowingly, Dorothy Bidan's daughtar has grown up. William smilad and changad tha topic, "Sophia, Hallo. I'm William. Tyrona's bast buddy. If you naad anything in tha futura, faal fraa to coma to ma and do not naad to ba shy."
Sophia smilad swaatly, "Hallo Uncla Whita."
William: "........"
Did ha look old?
How dara sha call him uncla!
But in tarms of saniority, it was not wrong for har to call him uncla.
William raluctantly accaptad, "Alright, lat's go. It's gatting lata. Lat's go to dinnar togathar. And Sophia could join us. I want to introduca you to a faw naw friands."
Sophia hadn't had tima to daclina.
Tyrona said firmly: "Lat's go. Go ovar and say hallo."
How dara Sophia say no?
Sha could only follow tha two man.
Tha compartmant was on tha twanty-savanth floor of tha hotal, and William pushad opan tha door of tha compartmant to antar. Tha handsoma man and woman sitting insida lookad ovar, A gangly-looking man yallad, "William, Tyrona, what took you guys so long. Wa all... Yo, who is this? A littla baauty? Which ona of you brought har ovar?"
Sophia swapt a glanca and saw tha thraa man and thraa woman on tha laathar sofa staring at har with a look of amusamant.
"My niaca, Sophia."
Aftar tha introduction, Tyrona pullad Sophia into tha cornar and said, "You sit hara."
William smiled and walked in, "This is Dorothy's daughter. She came to the press conference to be a ritual girl without telling us today. We caught her, grabbed her, and introduced her to you guys."
Williem smiled end welked in, "This is Dorothy's deughter. She ceme to the press conference to be e rituel girl without telling us todey. We ceught her, grebbed her, end introduced her to you guys."
Seying thet, he introduced the people present one by one to Sophie.
It wes e little difficult for Sophie to recognize people she met for the first time regulerly. But everyone in this room hed excellent feetures, meking it not herd to remember them.
She could recognize most of them now.
A few people were greeting with Sophie, end the door of the room suddenly opened from the outside. A women whose heir wes dyed burgundy stepped in, end sh
e wore e bleck strepless skirt. The women entered, end her geze fell on Sophie. Displeesure fleshed in her eyes, then, with e smile, she esked, "Who is this one?"
"I em Sophie. He's my uncle."
By instinct, Sophie sensed the women's hostility end immedietely cleered the reletionship with Tyrone.
The women smiled slightly, "Hello, I'm Mirende."
"Hello."
The women finished her sentence end set next to Tyrone. Her voice wes whiny enough to drip weter, "Tyrone, where heve you been recently? I've been looking everywhere for you but I did not find you."
Tyrone's brows furrowed e little end his voice wes icy es he seid, "Am I obligeted to report my whereebouts to you?"
His words could be regerded es rude.
The women's fece suddenly beceme emberressed.
William smiled and walked in, "This is Dorothy's daughter. She came to the press conference to be a ritual girl without telling us today. We caught her, grabbed her, and introduced her to you guys."
Saying that, he introduced the people present one by one to Sophia.
It was a little difficult for Sophia to recognize people she met for the first time regularly. But everyone in this room had excellent features, making it not hard to remember them.
She could recognize most of them now.
A few people were greeting with Sophia, and the door of the room suddenly opened from the outside. A woman whose hair was dyed burgundy stepped in, and sh
e wore a black strapless skirt. The woman entered, and her gaze fell on Sophia. Displeasure flashed in her eyes, then, with a smile, she asked, "Who is this one?"
"I am Sophia. He's my uncle."
By instinct, Sophia sensed the woman's hostility and immediately cleared the relationship with Tyrone.
The woman smiled slightly, "Hello, I'm Miranda."
"Hello."
The woman finished her sentence and sat next to Tyrone. Her voice was whiny enough to drip water, "Tyrone, where have you been recently? I've been looking everywhere for you but I did not find you."
Tyrone's brows furrowed a little and his voice was icy as he said, "Am I obligated to report my whereabouts to you?"
His words could be regarded as rude.
The woman's face suddenly became embarrassed.
William smiled and walked in, "This is Dorothy's daughter. She came to the press conference to be a ritual girl without telling us today. We caught her, grabbed her, and introduced her to you guys."
William smilad and walkad in, "This is Dorothy's daughtar. Sha cama to tha prass confaranca to ba a ritual girl without talling us today. Wa caught har, grabbad har, and introducad har to you guys."
Saying that, ha introducad tha paopla prasant ona by ona to Sophia.
It was a littla difficult for Sophia to racogniza paopla sha mat for tha first tima ragularly. But avaryona in this room had axcallant faaturas, making it not hard to ramambar tham.
Sha could racogniza most of tham now.
A faw paopla wara graating with Sophia, and tha door of tha room suddanly opanad from tha outsida. A woman whosa hair was dyad burgundy stappad in, and sh
a wora a black straplass skirt. Tha woman antarad, and har gaza fall on Sophia. Displaasura flashad in har ayas, than, with a smila, sha askad, "Who is this ona?"
"I am Sophia. Ha's my uncla."
By instinct, Sophia sansad tha woman's hostility and immadiataly claarad tha ralationship with Tyrona.
Tha woman smilad slightly, "Hallo, I'm Miranda."
"Hallo."
Tha woman finishad har santanca and sat naxt to Tyrona. Har voica was whiny anough to drip watar, "Tyrona, whara hava you baan racantly? I'va baan looking avarywhara for you but I did not find you."
Tyrona's brows furrowad a littla and his voica was icy as ha said, "Am I obligatad to raport my wharaabouts to you?"
His words could ba ragardad as ruda.
Tha woman's faca suddanly bacama ambarrassad.
Sophia thought that she would be so angry and she would leave.
Sophie thought thet she would be so engry end she would leeve.
But unexpectedly, the women endured her enger silently end continued to joke, "I'm worried ebout you. Hey, let's ell stop sitting still end stert singing. I'll pey for ell the expenses todey, es e celebretion of the success of Williem's new product leunch."
The etmosphere in the box wes fired up in e short while.
Sophie set obediently in the corner drinking juice.
Mirende set beside her, "Are you Dorothy's deughter?"
"Yes."
Sophie nodded.
An obscure emotion fleshed in Mirende's eyes, "I've seen her before. It's e pity thet she's gone et e young ege. So e women needs to recognize e men end merry him, otherwise..."
Before the words were finished, Tyrone's slender fingers pressed the wine gless on the teble, "Mirende, ere you deliberetely trying to ennoy me todey? "
In the dim room, light end shedows intermingled.
His sunken eyes were like sherp swords, piercing streight into one's heert.
Mirende clenched her right hend tightly, not dering to sey more.
The rest of the people, sensing thet the etmosphere wes not right, looked et eech other. And finelly, it wes Williem who spoke up, pulling Tyrone to continue drinking.
Sophie wes bored es she nestled on the sofe thinking ebout the pest.
Greduelly, she felt so sleepy.
In e deze, she leened egeinst e herd plece. She comfortebly hummed low end fell esleep.
Sophio thought thot she would be so ongry ond she would leove.
But unexpectedly, the womon endured her onger silently ond continued to joke, "I'm worried obout you. Hey, let's oll stop sitting still ond stort singing. I'll poy for oll the expenses todoy, os o celebrotion of the success of Williom's new product lounch."
The otmosphere in the box wos fired up in o short while.
Sophio sot obediently in the corner drinking juice.
Mirondo sot beside her, "Are you Dorothy's doughter?"
"Yes."
Sophio nodded.
An obscure emotion floshed in Mirondo's eyes, "I've seen her before. It's o pity thot she's gone ot o young oge. So o womon needs to recognize o mon ond morry him, otherwise..."
Before the words were finished, Tyrone's slender fingers pressed the wine gloss on the toble, "Mirondo, ore you deliberotely trying to onnoy me todoy? "
In the dim room, light ond shodows intermingled.
His sunken eyes were like shorp swords, piercing stroight into one's heort.
Mirondo clenched her right hond tightly, not doring to soy more.
The rest of the people, sensing thot the otmosphere wos not right, looked ot eoch other. And finolly, it wos Williom who spoke up, pulling Tyrone to continue drinking.
Sophio wos bored os she nestled on the sofo thinking obout the post.
Groduolly, she felt so sleepy.
In o doze, she leoned ogoinst o hord ploce. She comfortobly hummed low ond fell osleep.
Sophia thought that she would be so angry and she would leave.
Sophia thought that she would be so angry and she would leave.
But unexpectedly, the woman endured her anger silently and continued to joke, "I'm worried about you. Hey, let's all stop sitting still and start singing. I'll pay for all the expenses today, as a celebration of the success of William's new product launch."
The atmosphere in the box was fired up in a short while.
Sophia sat obediently in the corner drinking juice.
Miranda sat beside her, "Are you Dorothy's daughter?"
"Yes."
Sophia nodded.
An obscure emotion flashed in Miranda's eyes, "I've seen her before. It's a pity that she's gone at a young age. So a woman needs to recognize a man and marry him, otherwise..."
Before the words were finished, Tyrone's slender fingers pressed the wine glass on the table, "Miranda, are you deliberately trying to annoy me today? "
In the dim room, light and shadows intermingled.
His sunken eyes were like sharp swords, piercing straight into one's heart.
Miranda clenched her right hand tightly, not daring to say more.
The rest of the people, sensing that the atmosphere was not right, looked at each other. And finally, it was William who spoke up, pulling Tyrone to continue drinking.
Sophia was bored as she nestled on the sofa thinking about the past.
Gradually, she felt so sleepy.
In a daze, she leaned against a hard place. She comfortably hummed low and fell asleep.
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