Atrophy of Love: Mr. Harris, Stop Fooling Around! novel Chapter 225

“Just as I thought, red suits you perfectly." Sawyer narrowed his fox-like eyes as he gave Sophia a once over.

The dress was a slightly darker red and had some patterns on it which set off her crisscrossing scars that were exposed. There was a trace of charm to her appearance now.

Sophia dropped her head and stared at the ground without a word.

"I've always wanted to taste you from the moment I saw you, but ignorant people always got in the way." Sawyer approached her gradually, his gaze moving back and forth on her exquisite and delicate body. "No one is going to stand in my way now."

"Say, if Charles learns that I’ve slept with you, will he still want..."

He swallowed the two remaining words back in when he saw Sophia’s face after she lifted her head suddenly.

Sawyer took several steps back while wearing a look of disgust on his face. He looked at her red and swollen face. He asked, "What happened to your face?"

"Someone beat me up," Sophia muttered, lowering her head again.

Sawyer looked slightly awful now. How could he bring himself to kiss her face that was as swollen as a pig’s head?

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.

"Come in!" Sawyer pulled his hair and said irritably.

The door was pushed open. A man walked in with a video camera. He was followed by a thin and frail woman with an SLR hanging around her neck.

Sophia’s eyes flashed at the sight of the newcomers. She clenched her clothes firmly.

Was Sawyer going to sleep with her and show Charles their sex tape?

"Are we starting now, Mr. Phillips?" the man asked.

"Start now my *ss!" Sawyer kicked the man and pointed at Sophia's face, saying, "Look at her face. I’m not blind. How can I sleep with her when she looks like that?"

The man was nearly knocked to the ground. He staggered a few times before regaining his footing. He dared not utter a single complaint and apologized over and over again.

The thin and frail woman stood on one side, looking too afraid to say a word. Her hands started shaking violently whilst holding the SLR in her hands.

Sophia lowered her head and licked the corners of her dry lips. The weight that was hanging in her heart started dropping a little, though before the stone could drop entirely, Sawyer said, "Get the two brothers up here and film them!"

"!" Sophia's heart skipped a beat after hearing what he said. Her heart then began pounding twice as fast.

Sawyer's petty tricks might be too uncouth to be shown in public. For women, however, this was tantamount to a nuclear bomb!

"O… Okay," the woman whispered and trotted out!

Sawyer turned to look at Sophia. He smacked his mouth regretfully, then turned around and walked out. "Remember to take a clear shot. The face is the main focus. If the end result is good, then money won’t be a problem at all!"

He held the doorknob and pulled the door open.

"Wait a minute!" Sophia bit the bullet and called out to him, trotting over to him in a few steps and stood in his way. "I hold no grudge against you, Mr. Phillips. Can you please let me go?"

Sawyer looked at her with a faint smile on his face as he raised his fox-like eyes. "We’ve met so many times, how can you say that there’s no grudge between us?"

The arc on the corners of his mouth collapsed abruptly as he kicked Sophia on her belly. "If it wasn't for you, would Charles embarrass me by kicking me into the swimming pool in front of so many people?"

His kick sent Sophia stumbling a few steps before falling to the ground with a bang.

Sophia sat limply on the ground. The ice-cold ground sent chills that spread throughout her body bit by bit, chilling her blood.

She watched as the two men walked nearer and nearer to her. Huge drops of sweat seeped out of her forehead. She held the ground for support and backed up bit by bit. Her body could not stop shaking.

What should she do?

What should she do now?

Was she supposed to resign to her fate just like this?

The two men were getting closer and closer to her. One of them bent down and grabbed her ankle, yanking it.

"Wait a minute!" Sophia kicked the man on the back of his hand with her high heels, ignoring the livid look on his face. She clambered to her feet.

She looked at the unpredictable expression on Sawyer’s face. Even though she had tried to maintain her composure, her voice still could not stop trembling. "Do you know who your men have snatched me from?"

Harris Corporation and Phillips Enterprises were ranked first and second in the nation. The two had been at odds for the longest time.

She did not know if Master Harris' name would intimidate Sawyer or stimulate his desire to take revenge, but she was willing to take her chances in this situation.

"Charles, isn’t it?" At the mention of his name, disgust, anger, and unconcealed jealousy filled Sawyer’s face. "If you don't want to suffer, then quit using your petty tricks on me, Sophia!"

Having said that, he glared at the two men and raised the corners of his eyes. "Why are you still standing around? I’m asking you to shoot an AV, not a drama series. F*ck, it’s not like you have 30 to 40 episodes of foreshadowing before it happens!"

Before the two men could say anything, Sophia questioned first, "They snatched me from Master Harris' hands. Aren’t you afraid that you will offend Master Harris for doing this, Mr. Phillips?"