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Atrophy of Love: Mr. Harris, Stop Fooling Around! novel Chapter 116

“Are you upset?” Clara was a little naive, but women’s intuition told her Sophia was in a bad mood right now.

She swallowed and said uncomfortably, “Did I say something that you didn’t want to hear? I… I just said anything that came to mind. I don’t have any ill will. Please don’t overthink.”

“I’m not upset.” Sophia forced out a smile on her face, but her eyes were lifeless. “Miss Robertson, you’re too naive. You should consult Mr. Johnson before you make friends or help anyone. Don’t let anyone take advantage of you. It’ll bring a lot of problems for Mr. Robertson and Mr. Johnson.”

Clara frowned. She said while pouting, “But I think you’re a good person.”

“Good person?” Sophia smiled ominously. Her smile was laced with sarcasm. It did not matter if it was the past or present, no one had ever described her this way. This was more like Miss Robertson’s label for her.

Clara nodded. “A woman’s intuition!”

Silence.

It was almost time for work. A lot of staff walked past her occasionally. However, they would stop talking or joking around whenever they passed the two of them. They even started walking or breathing softer.

After a while, Sophia said to the confused and nervous Clara, “I’m not as weak as you thought. You don’t have to come see me anymore. I have to go to work, so I’ll be going now.”

When she was hospitalized, Zachary had warned her that a person with ulterior motives like her should stay away from Clara.

“Sophia? Sophia!” Clara jumped and called out to her a few times. However, Sophia did not slow down at all.

Clara frowned. She did not know whether she had offended Sophia or not.

Suddenly, she patted herself on the head and remembered something. She took out her phone and made a call.

When the call got through, she put her hand on her hip and yelled, “Zachary, did you say something to Sophia without my knowledge? Don’t change the subject. I’m asking you, yes or no?”

Tiffany went to almost 50 hairdressers with her tragic hair, but all the hairdressers told her she could only get extensions if her hair was at least 10 centimeters.

She only had one or two centimeters of hair on her head. There were some places where she was almost bald. With their skills, they were unable to do the hair extension for her.

No one was willing to do it even after she proposed to pay more money.

Tiffany could only buy a wig for the time being. However, when she was having intercourse with a rich man, he had pulled off her wig accidentally.

After he pulled her wig off, the rich man was so scared that he went soft. He immediately cut all ties with her and even hired some people to beat her up.

Tiffany was feeling angrier and angrier the more she thought about this. She had wasted so much effort to get the news of Sophia being thrown out naked by Charles. She wanted to use this opportunity to humiliate Sophia but ended up failing. She even risked being fired.

“Manager Jim, how can you just watch me get bullied by Sophia and do nothing?” Inside the manager’s office, Tiffany sat on the new manager’s lap and looked at him seductively.

‘After a discussion with Mr. Harris, we’ve decided to let these 50 people go and we’ll never hire these people in the future again. I hope this serves as a warning to everyone.’

When Manager Jim read the message, Tiffany peeked at this phone as well.

She looked at the frowning Manager Jim and silently called him a good-for-nothing. Then, she circled her arms around his neck and said flirtatiously, “Darling, the club fired those people because they bullsh*tted about Mr. Harris and now, Mr. Harris is mad. It has nothing to do with Sophia!”

She rubbed against Manager Jim with her breasts and put her hand inside his pants. “Say, if Mr. Harris has feelings for Sophia, do you think he’ll throw her out? Plus, don’t forget that Sophia was a janitor before this. Why would Mr. Harris allow the woman he loves to do this kind of work?”

“Faster.” Manager Jim squinted his eyes after Tiffany played with him. He gasped delightfully. “You… Don’t worry, let me think… Let me think about how to take down Sophia.”

He still did not tell her.

When she heard this, Tiffany removed her hand and rolled her eyes. She said with a dark face, “Don’t say that I’m f*cking causing trouble for you! Someone's hosting a party at the rooftop tomorrow. Let Sophia clean that place alone tomorrow, can you do that?”

Manager Jim was a careful man. He did not want to make a decision before he could find out what was happening between Sophia and Charles. He said hesitantly, “Um…”

“F*ck! Stop f*cking wasting my time. Just spit it out, yes or not?” This p*ssy was making Tiffany’s face turn green from anger. “If the answer is no, I’ll f*ck off now and you beat your own meat!”

Manager Jim looked at his towering crotch and hesitated. Then, he said while gritting his teeth, “I promise you. How can I not fulfill my darling’s wishes? Come here, let me treat you right.”

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