Drenched in Love

Chapter 13 What Does President Want

Sophia bit her lips and asked with the last trace of hope, “Jennifer, all contracts of the Berry Group are

like this?”

Jennifer shook her head, “No. That's not in the other employees' contracts.”

The last trace of her hope was completely annihilated.

She seemed to have fallen into a trap. A huge trap aimed specifically at her.

Taking advantage of the rest time at noon, Sophia took the contract to the 28th floor. Since she could

not understand, she would ask directly. She wanted to know what the problem was between her and

Stephen.

Sophia did not see Stephen, but Daniel Stephen's assistant, who seemed to be waiting for her there. © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

When he saw her coming, he said. “Miss Carter, Mr. Berry told me that you signed the contract

yourself. No one forced you to do it. Now that the contract is signed, please fulfill the contract according

to the content of the contract.”

Sophia could only go back to the office.

For the next three days, Stephen did not show up again. People in the office were becoming more and

more polite to her because of her relationship with Mr. Berry.

Sophia could not help but doubt that if she was overthinking. Stephen to her perhaps had a certain

purpose, but to kill her.

As for being hit by a car and that night, maybe Stephen was in a bad mood and out of control.

That night, Sophia was going to be in KFC for one night. Stephen’s assistant suddenly appeared in

front of her, “Miss Carter, Mr. Berry wants to see you.”

Sophia was surprised and afraid, thinking of what he did, “For what?”

“You'll see when you get there.” Daniel said, “Miss Carter, let's go. Mr. Berry is still waiting for you.”

Sophia could only follow him.

Halfway, Daniel took a look at Sophia in the rearview mirror and found her wearing old clothes. He

parked the car at the door of the shopping mall.

After picking out a one-shouldered dress in the mall for her to change into, Daniel drove Sophia to a

luxury hotel in the center of ST.

A very large box sat eight young men and women.

Someone was smoking. It was smoky, hazy against the lights. In spite of this, Sophia still saw Stephen

sitting in the center at a glance.

Pure handmade white Italian suit, handsome face, deep eyes, high nose, cool lips, and cold and

depressed aura that she felt standing in the doorway.

Except for Stephen, no one else had such aura.

Sophia stood at the door of the box, the noisy room immediately quieted down. Everyone's line of sight

fell on Sophia.

She was tall and slender. A pure white one shoulder dress without any decoration but only contraction

in the waist showed her slender waist.

Her hair was still short, untended and dry. Without makeup on her face, she looked pale, but fortunately

she was young with fine features and good skin. Her slim figure, coupled with the well-fitting one-

shouldered dress, stunned everyone in the box.

Even Stephen could not help but take a look at her.