Get lost Ex-husband novel Chapter 72

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The interior was filled with flammable materials. The flame instantly swept through the discarded clutter and cardboard boxes in the shooting studio, engulfing the four walls like tongues of fire. 

Emelia screamed in terror, coughing heavily, unable to complete her 

sentences. 

She had realized who it was, pounding desperately on the door, as if she could see the woman outside, she spoke viciously: 

“Sophia, I knew it was you. You didn’t die, and now you’re here to torment me. You stole my man, you stole my happiness. How dare you blame me?” 

“You both were divorced, yet you still can’t let go. Have you no shame? He and I are truly in love. Why can’t you just let us be?” 

In the end, Emelia even cried out of a sense of injustice. 

Sophia stood not far away, watching the thick smoke billowing out of the vent. She could imagine the rolling heat waves inside, no less intense than the fire she had experienced a few days ago. 

Treat others as they treated you. 

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She just used the same method. 

Sophia listened to her curses, her hoarse pleas for mercy, her weak cries…. 

The surge of vengeful pleasure within her seemed to make her forget her previous pain and misery.. 

It turned out that all it took was such simplicity to completely free her from the inner resentment and discomfort. 

Everything between them would eventually be liberated in the great fire. 

It was just that her child could never come back. 

Sophia stared blankly, listening to the sound of a distant whistle, before she turned and left in another direction. 

The firm silhouette seemed a bit bleak, but she had no regrets. 

Emelia brought it upon herself, she deserved it. 

She returned to the hospital and put on her original clothes again. 

Sandra touched Sophia’s pale face, smiled, didn’t ask her about the result, and changed the subject: 

“I played two rounds of games for you, costing a hundred thousand.” 

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Sophia, with a bright smile, nonchalantly picked up her own phone. 

“You’re such a wimp!” 

After Sandra left. 

Sophia lay in bed, suddenly feeling very exhausted and tired. 

Woke up from a sleep. 

Kylan was arguing quietly with someone outside. 

She woke up, went out to open the door, and saw Pierce looking at her with a complex expression, while Kylan had a stern look on his face. 

“Get lost, I have nothing to say to you!” 

Pierce gave her a deep, penetrating look: 

“Yesterday afternoon, Emelia was tricked into a warehouse, locked in and set on fire. She suspects it was you…” 

Kylan’s eyes were filled with anger, his voice cold and mocking: 

“What, was what that woman said the truth? Sophia was still in the hospital, she didn’t even leave the door yesterday, on what grounds are they falsely accusing her?” 

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“I guess you were bewitched by that woman, completely under her spell!” 

Pierce had been staring at Sophia’s complexion, seemingly trying to discern something from it. 

Sophia faintly lifted her eyes, her entire face fragile and pale. She had not fully recovered from the carbon monoxide she inhaled during the fire. 

“Is he dead?” 

She asked faintly. 

Pierce’s thin lips tightened into a straight line, his eyes darkened: 

“No, just fainted.” 

Sophia chuckled lightly. “It’s a pity he didn’t die.” 

She knew in her heart that those flammable materials were all piled up in the corner of the wall, they wouldn’t explode, and it was impossible to burn someone to death in a short period of time. 

And Pierce went even faster. 

She wouldn’t risk her own life, she was just making Emelia pay the price. 

Sophia pursed her lips, looking up at him, her expression fragile, yet her 

tionally resolute: 

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“If Mr. Clement suspected me, then he should have called the police.” 

Pierce’s eyes were dark and unclear, “No.” 

He took a deep breath, composed himself, and pursed his lips to speak: 

“I didn’t doubt you, rest well.” 

He spoke, his eyes coldly glancing at Kylan, his brows and eyes. shadowed with gloom: 

“She wanted to rest, and you still didn’t leave?” 

Kylan sneered, “It’s you who should leave.” 

A cold mist veiled Pierce’s face, his gloomy eyes briefly swept over Kylar then turned to Sophia, his voice deep and heavy: 

“Let him go.” 

Sophia stood there, her eyes and brows carrying a hint of languid coldness.. 

“Pierce, it was you who should have left.” 

Pierce’s jaw tightened instantly, his chest rising and falling, as he struggled to control his emotions. 

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He took a deep look at Sophia and turned to leave. 

The steps seemed to carry anger. 

Sophia frowned slightly. He clearly doubted her, and just left like that? 

Kylan took her back, giving her a stern look with a cold expression: 

“Yesterday afternoon, was it you who did it?” 

Sophia tugged at the corner of her mouth, “Yeah.” 

Kylan fell silent, his tone growing somber: 

“Did Emelia set fire in the box?” 

He quickly realized that his sister would not have impulsively accused the innocent without having obtained clear evidence. 

He had just found out the relationship between the waiter and Molly, but Sophia had already taken action. It could only be said that Sophia had long known who was behind it. 

Sophia nodded, tacitly agreeing. 

Kylan’s face instantly clouded over, his aura cold and fierce: 

“You should have told me earlier, I would have killed her myself, there would have been no need to dirty your hands.” 

Sophia forced a smile, her face pale. She tilted her head back to look at Kylan, her voice faintly calm: 

“Bro, of course I need to take revenge with my own hands to feel satisfied, let alone I have no intention of dirtying my own hands. Don’t worry, I have everything under control.” 

“Sophia…” 

Kylan felt sorry for his sister, and even more for her resilience. 

“Alright bro, I had an alibi for yesterday. Even if you really doubted ine, there wouldn’t be any evidence.” 

Sophia walked over, playfully shaking his arm, “I want to eat lobster, you go make it!”