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Atrophy of Love: Mr. Harris, Stop Fooling Around! novel Chapter 311

Leah stared at her fixedly and tightened her grip around her wheelchair’s armrest as she sighed. “Why do you have to deliberately imitate the way I speak and my style of doing things just to disgust me?”

“Oh?” Sophia exclaimed in shock, “So you also agree that your words and actions are disgusting?”

Leah pursed her lips and stared at her indifferently. She lifted herself up from the wheelchair for a moment but sat back down again, her entire body all tensed up.

Sophia was like a changed woman!

“Thank you for being so thoughtful. The cabbage and enoki mushrooms sure taste better after dipping them in the soup.” Sophia curled her lips and smiled at her.

Leah remained silent as she stared at Sophia. Then, as if pretending that she had not seen the smile, she proceeded to order everything that she could think of. She appeared to have a good appetite all of a sudden.

“You didn’t ask me out today just to fight with me, did you?” Although the gamey smell of the pig’s lungs gave Leah the urge to puke, she had no choice but to endure it.

People nowadays were too nosy. If she did throw up in front of Sophia, some girls or any busybody who saw it would certainly snap a photo and post it online.

If she made another mistake that cost her family’s business to suffer any more losses... Just the mere thought of it made her frown.

Sophia reached for the shrimp paste and added it to the spicy soup. “Why would I do that? I asked you out because I haven’t seen you for a very long time. I just wanted to see how you’re doing.”

“I’m truly conscience-stricken, so I haven’t been well at all,” Leah said with a sigh, “My body has not been well recently. Actually, I have to go now to make it in time for my appointment at the hospital. Do you mind if I leave first?”

Sophia chose one of the cooked shrimp paste and gulped it down. With a laugh, she replied, “Between being late to your doctor’s appointment and negative press, which one do you think is more important?”

“They’re both important, I can’t choose.” Leah’s face seemed to have paled slightly.

“What if you have to choose one?” Sophia pressed on.

Leah eyed her for a while before her expression changed. “I am indebted to you, so just be straightforward with me if you want anything. If it’s within my working capabilities, I’ll definitely lend a hand,” she said gently.

During a negotiation, the biggest taboo was not being able to hold your stand. The person who asked questions first would basically lose the upper hand. Sophia had always been the first to break this rule, but this time, it was Leah.

“White Industries and Jones Group collaborated on a project a while ago and Jones Group has yet to make the remaining payment of 162 million. As the chief financial director of Jones Group, it’s safe to say that you’re aware of this, no?” Sophia asked.

However, Leah was shocked. “I don’t know anything about this. 162 million is a huge sum of money for many people but to both Jones and White Industries, it’s just a drop in the bucket. There’s no need for me to pay special attention to it.”

Both the Jones Group and White Industries were huge business enterprises that had hundreds and billions of market value. Hence, it was only normal for those unmindful to assume that a billion was considered nothing to huge corporations. Sophia was once one of those unmindful ones.

However, now that Leah had said so, it was obvious that she was taking advantage of Sophia’s lack of knowledge in this expertise.

Sophia had played along with her for most of the day now and she could not be bothered anymore. “Send in the remaining money by 12 midnight tonight. Otherwise, I’ll leak this to the media outlets and start rumors that Jones Group is playing such tricks on White Industries as a directed personal attack at me.”

Seeing that Leah was pretending to fidget her phone casually, Sophia smiled. “As a fellow friend, let me advise you not to even consider recording this down to expose me. The public might think that you fabricated it as an attempt to frame me. That wouldn’t be good for your reputation, don’t you think so?”

Naturally, Sophia had already thought of everything Leah would consider. Leah bit her lip and said, “You’ve misunderstood, I’m just checking the time.”

“Oh, let’s not use such ugly terms! I’m just giving you a small taste of your own medicine,” Leah said slowly, “Sophia, from the bottom of my heart, I congratulate you for getting together with Charles.

“But you shouldn’t go around bullying others just because you have Charles standing behind you. It’s not fair for everyone else, don’t you think so?”

Sophia’s pastel yellow sweater had a V-neck, so everything above her collarbone was visible. As Leah talked to her, her eyes scanned around Sophia’s neck where she noticed a few fresh hickeys trailing along.

If Sophia was two months pregnant, this was the time where the fetus was the most unstable, so how could they still be intimate? Although other couples may attempt it, knowing Charles' careful behavior, it was highly unlikely for him to take such risks.

Sophia forced out a smile and replied, “I’m skinnier than the average woman, so maybe it’s just not that noticeable yet.”

“Is that so?” Leah asked back with a huge grin.

Sophia did not avert her gaze, though her pupils shifted slightly. “Mr. Phillips brought me to my check-up once and even Grandfather came along during one of my appointments. Do you think I’m capable of doing something with Mr. Phillips and Grandfather watching?”

Leah shook her head. “Of course not.”

Sophia certainly was not capable of that.

“It’s one-thirty now, you still have ten hours until midnight. You can have Jones Group start preparing the payment now.” Sophia looked as if she had secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

“I’m just saying that you’re not capable of that, but that doesn’t mean I believe you’re pregnant,” Leah said with a small smile, “Sometimes timing and coincidences can be of huge help for people when they’re up to no good. For example, when they’re lying.”

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