Back then when Sophia and Michael went to play at the snow mountain, she met Snowball there, a ball of white fur which was frolicking in the snow covered ground. Since she wasn’t strong, she couldn’t become a service dog, so she could only be sold as a pet.
When Sophia first met her, she had run out from the puppy mill and rolled in the snow. She almost blended into the snow so she accidentally stepped on her tail, causing her to yap in pain like a weak little girl.
She had decided to buy Snowball then and there and brought her home. Since then, she grew from the size of a kitten to a size larger than Nathan.
Ring, ring!
Wiping away her tears, Sophia answered the call and at once, an arrogant voice travelled into her ears.
“Sophia, do you like the present that I gave?”
Natasha!
Everything made sense now.
Natasha truly wanted to finish her off and would go to extreme lengths to do so. It was indeed a ‘present’ that Sophia would remember forever!
Without replying to Natasha, Sophia listened to her as she swaggered about it.
“So, how do you feel? You must be exploding in anger but what can you do about it? Hahaha!”
Sophia smacked the button to end the call. Since Natasha called just to flaunt, she wouldn’t listen to whatever she said.
Putting the phone aside, Sophia wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes before she stood up and carefully removed Snowball’s collar. Then, she covered her remains and instructed the staff to return Snowball’s ashes to her after they cremated her. After that, she walked out of the mortuary with the blood-stained collar tightly clenched in her hand.
Michael had also been admitted to the same hospital and he was currently being treated.
When Sophia went to his ward to accompany him, she copied the video that had been sent by Nicholas to the computer and started to watch it seriously.
The video showed that when the truck drove toward them, Nicholas had detected someone shooting at the window, and that person was aiming at Nathan.
Right at that moment, Snowball seemed to have sensed something so she looked outside the window by popping her huge head out, blocking the entire window. Then, she never came back in, and it was probably then that she was shot dead by the bullet.
After that, the truck that had lost control drove toward them.
Calmly, Sophia analysed everything that Nicholas had captured and sent the video to Hale for a deeper analysis. Soon, they found the origin of the killer and his employer.
After half a day of torment and a night of rest, the drug in Michael’s body finally subsided but he only woke up the next morning.
When he was awake, he felt that every part of his body was sore and he couldn’t even move an inch without feeling pain. Lying on the bed, his mind was blank for a long time knowing that his reputation was truly ruined this time.
He had never imagined that this would happen to him, where he was drugged and kidnapped to a hotel room under Natasha’s order.
He felt that he must be acting like a beast at that time.
He remembered that when he sensed the drug kicking in, he had hit Natasha, who had tried to offer her body to him, unconscious before he locked himself in the bathroom.
Then, he started to hallucinate and felt that everyone he saw was Sophia. After that, he saw Sophia walking toward him and when that familiar fragrance travelled into his nose, all his forbearance broke down. At that moment, all he wanted to do was comply with the drug and unleash his lust. He wanted very badly to be one with her.
Later on, everything went wild…
After lying on the bed for some time, only did he recall what had happened. His arm was still connected with an intravenous line and looking to the side, he saw Sophia sleeping on the bed beside him.
Sophia seemed to be deeply asleep. With her eyes closed, she looked as quiet and beautiful as an angel in a painting.
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