Chapter 49
Sophie had always seemed effortlessly perfect.
Thinking this, Nichole’s hands moved uncontrollably on she suddenly swung open the classroom door.
The action caught everyone’s attention. Adler glanced over, feeling that the person at the door looked farmiliar, but Nichole had already recognized Adler as the man who had helped Sophie at the charity auction.
“Excuse me, which class are you looking for?” Adler asked, puzzled
Sophie also noticed Nichole at the door,
Startled by her own impulsiveness, Nichole stammered, “I’m sorry, I think I’m in the wrong class. Then she closed the door.
The moment the door shut, Nichole’s heart pounded wildly.
The instructor who was standing at the front hadn’t recognized her. Yet she knew he was the CEO of Tredgold Corporation,
They had met before, but Adler didn’t remember her. Did she really mean so little in the eyes of such wealthy people?
The classroom burst into laughter at a joke Adler had just made, but to Nichole, it sounded like they were laughing at her. Embarrassed and ashamed. Nichole hurried away.
Inside the classroom, Sophie didn’t think Nichole had entered by mistake, but her mind was elsewhere.
Somehow, even though she had been reborn, her life’s path seemed already to be veering off course.
“Sophie” After a moment, Adler suddenly called out from the podium.
Sophie snapped back to reality and asked, “Yes?”
“Class is over What do you think?” Adler replied.
Sophie looked around and realized the room was empty. “See you, Mr. Adler, Sophie said as she stood up.
Adler stopped her and handed her a box of pills from his pocket, “This medicine works better than the one in the drawer.”
“For me?”
“James arranged for your leave, and I happened to bring these. Aren’t you sick? You should take them right away”
Adler was a terrible liar, and Sophie could see right through him. She knew instinctively that the pills were from Colby.
Thanks to Colby for me.”
Sophie took the medicine and just as she walked out of the classroom, Adler suddenly realized.
Thank Colby? Ah?
Adler scratched his head, “Man, am I really that bad at acting?”
As dusk fell, Sophie exited the gates of Eastwood College. Her classmate Nina, who was slightly older and clearly from a well–off family, suddenly tapped Sophie on the shoulder, “Hey!”
Sophie was taken aback, “What’s up?”
“You’re Sophie, right? Do you want to hang out tonight?”
Sophie was about to decline when she spotted a black convertible nearby. She had seen that car before.
“Sure, where are we going?”
Sophie was curious to see what this calculated invitation was all about.
“Let’s go, I take you there.”
