Sophie Smith softly lowered her eyelids, feeling completely at a loss for words in response to Irene Morton's remarks.
"Sister Sophie, I'll head down first." Seeing Sophie Smith lost in thought, Irene felt she had achieved her goal. All she wanted was to unsettle Sophie. If Sophie lost her footing, she'd naturally become less competitive.
What frustrated Irene was she couldn't fathom Sophie Smith's feelings for Asher Land.
Irene closed the door, and as Sophie listened to the receding sound of high heels, she finally breathed a sigh of relief from within.
Irene had spoken very clearly to her for the first time, making Sophie feel a sudden sense of gloom. She stood by the window, gazing into the distance, her thoughts drifting further away.
...
A large department store.
A young man in a navy blue suit meticulously inspected items on the shelves, followed by a group of people.
His presence sparked continuous murmurs of commentary.
