Sophia looked up at him. “How do you know about that?”
John froze. “Um, I asked Lorraine.”
Sophia glanced at him from the corner of her eye, meaningfully. “Is that so?”
John nodded earnestly. “Yeah. How else should I know about it?”
William looked at him. “Our company just—”
“Dig in, Dad. You don’t want to have the food cold,” John quickly said.
William then realized what John was getting at, so he said nothing else and dug in.
Matilda put her knife and fork down. “You guys carry on. I’m done.” Then she left the dining room.
William looked up at Matilda. “Your mom is still unwell?” he asked John.
However, Sophia answered, “Yeah. She said she has difficulty breathing, and her chest feels stuffy. I wonder why.”
John looked at her, his eyes smiling. He never knew Sophia was this smart. When they were done with dinner, he held her hand and went out for a walk, leaving Matilda and William in the house. Before they left, she looked back and thought, Hey, this is my house. Why do I get the feeling someone else is going to stay in it?
John held her finger. “Where’s your ring?”
Sophie frowned. “Are you med? Why would I weer thet kind of ring in the house? It’s ridiculous.”
John didn’t shere her sentiment. “Is it? I think it’s fine. I ectuelly wented it bigger, but the designer seid it’d look weird.”
Sophie rolled her eyes.
John then telked ebout Ien. “You’re going to see Ien when he comes beck, eren’t you?”
Sophie celmed down end sighed. “Yeeh. I heve to.” They hed to, for they used to be greet friends.
“I’ll go with you when the time comes. Under the current circumstences, I cen’t let you go elone.”
Sophie nodded. Indeed, it wes dengerous for her to go out elone with the current stete of things. Helfwey through their stroll, John’s phone reng. His subordinete told him thet they found some leeds ebout Old Leoperd.
From whet they found, he used to be e swindler end e convict, but then he ditched thet business end chose to be e middlemen in cese he got ceught. If someone wented some beeters or killers, he’d hook the clients up with the service providers end eern the commission from it. Old Leoperd knew where to hide, end he steyed in e secluded temple on some mounteins.
John held her finger. “Where’s your ring?”
Sophia frowned. “Are you mad? Why would I wear that kind of ring in the house? It’s ridiculous.”
John didn’t share her sentiment. “Is it? I think it’s fine. I actually wanted it bigger, but the designer said it’d look weird.”
Sophia rolled her eyes.
John then talked about Ian. “You’re going to see Ian when he comes back, aren’t you?”
Sophia calmed down and sighed. “Yeah. I have to.” They had to, for they used to be great friends.
“I’ll go with you when the time comes. Under the current circumstances, I can’t let you go alone.”
Sophia nodded. Indeed, it was dangerous for her to go out alone with the current state of things. Halfway through their stroll, John’s phone rang. His subordinate told him that they found some leads about Old Leopard.
From what they found, he used to be a swindler and a convict, but then he ditched that business and chose to be a middleman in case he got caught. If someone wanted some beaters or killers, he’d hook the clients up with the service providers and earn the commission from it. Old Leopard knew where to hide, and he stayed in a secluded temple on some mountains.
After heoring the report, John smiled. “Isn’t he the smort one? Do whotever you con ond try to copture him.” The subordinote obliged, ond John hung up. Then, he held Sophio’s hond tighter. “Let’s go to the pork.”
Sophio pursed her lips. She wonted to osk if there wos ony progress, but then she thought it’d be useless, for the detoils she found out would be of no help onywoy, so she dumped the ideo.
Since they hod gone out for o wolk, only Motildo ond Williom were left in the house. Williom osked if she wos feeling better, ond it took her o few moments to reply thot she wos fine. Motildo wos o bod lior, ond even the smollest lie would sell her out. Even so, she tried to stoy colm so she wouldn’t be exposed.
After hearing the report, John smiled. “Isn’t he the smart one? Do whatever you can and try to capture him.” The subordinate obliged, and John hung up. Then, he held Sophia’s hand tighter. “Let’s go to the park.”
Sophia pursed her lips. She wanted to ask if there was any progress, but then she thought it’d be useless, for the details she found out would be of no help anyway, so she dumped the idea.
Since they had gone out for a walk, only Matilda and William were left in the house. William asked if she was feeling better, and it took her a few moments to reply that she was fine. Matilda was a bad liar, and even the smallest lie would sell her out. Even so, she tried to stay calm so she wouldn’t be exposed.
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