After the Harper Family lost a large sum of money, it completely ceased. Later on, Richard supposedly registered himself into a private business school for adults where the classes were full of major coal owners and the sort, while Xyla Huff entered the entertainment circles. As such, Sophia felt that the world was at peace.
It had been several days since the campus belle contest. One day, a phone call reached The Imperial. “Boss, Boss, there’s a phone call for you!” Maria suddenly knocked on the door.
It was still early in the morning in the master bedroom, so the person under the covers on the bed was still pretty reluctant to get up. Since Michael had had a long week of filming before returning home, he still wanted to sleep some more, but Maria woke him up instead. Michael glanced up with his sleepy eyes. Displeased, he asked, “Who is it?” Who’s this crazy person calling this early in the morning?
Maria answered, “Someone called Natasha Mitchell. She said she wants to thank you.”
He fell back onto the bed to go back to sleep, but the Sophia in his arms was wide awake now. Springing up like a rabbit, she said, “I’ll go answer it.” Why would Natasha be calling? And to look for him at that? I’ll have to hear her out.
During the campus belle contest, she sensed that Natasha had other intentions toward Michael. She really wanted to know what she was calling him for! Answering the phone, Sophia had barely said anything before Natasha recognized her. “Sophia, I know it’s you. I want to talk to Taylor, not you.”
Sophia answered, “Well, I’m sorry, but Taylor’s still sleeping.”
Natasha’s voice over the phone sounded languid, nothing at all like that of a 17-year-old girl. She chuckled. “I heard that you’re actually a poor college student being sponsored by Taylor, and you’re staying in his house as the children’s nanny?”
She even found out about this. Impressive! Before Sophia said anything else, the voice on the other end of the line spoke again, “So in reality, you didn’t get married off to an old man, but instead got bought over by Taylor to be a nanny.”
It was said that Taylor was married, but Natasha, even with all her means, wasn’t able to find out who his wife was. Taylor’s missus, whoever she was, must have an extraordinary background because none of the famous or popular actresses she knew were likely to have married him.
Although Natasha did suspect that Taylor married Sophia, it was a hypothesis she ultimately rejected. How could she ever match up to Taylor? The best she could be was a nanny for him. After all, how could Taylor stand her peasant-like presence?
Sophia didn’t refute any of Natasha’s guesses. “Regardless of whatever you think, I still don’t know why you’re calling this early in the morning.”
Natasha laughed, her tone becoming friendly. “Well after the campus belle contest that day, I went back and thought about it. Mr. Murray was right; I’m still much too young to actually lose. I appreciated his reminder, for it had helped me understand that failure is the mother of success. It really inspired me, so I called to specially thank him.”
“I’ll pass the message on to him,” Sophia answered. Then, she suddenly added on another sentence. “The boss and his wife haven’t gotten to see each other for some time now, so it seems like they’re still in bed.”
Natasha had nothing to say to that. Somewhat anxiously, Sophia hung up and went back to sleep with her idol in the bed. If she really wanted to thank someone, shouldn’t she have thanked Harry instead?
Harry was publicly punished because of her, for the title ‘Ethan Winston, the Wild Pianist’ was still on the headlines! It was so obvious that Natasha was trying to make a pass at Michael. There were plenty of women that liked Michael, but this woman’s power was clearly greater.
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