Chapter 988: 988. Get divorced from a scumbag Chapter 988: 988. Get divorced from a scumbag After Elly Campbell had left, Adam Jones grimaced and withdrew his gaze, turning to look at Sophie Baker, remaining silent for a long while.
The coldness in his eyes grew stronger, which startled Sophie for a mont. By the ti she looked again, the iciness had disappeared.
Sophie patted her flustered chest, convinced she must have been seeing things. Adam couldn’t possibly have given her such a fierce look.
“Adam, how did you co to be here?”
In her speech, Sophie infused a familiarity that seed designed to be misunderstood by others.
Adam Jones didn’t speak imdiately, but after a few seconds, he said,
“Elly sent a ssage saying she ran into a ‘Fox Spirit’ here. I guessed it must be you, so I ca over.”
The Baker Family: “…”
Onlookers: “…”
Why did Adam Jones’ words sound so odd?
Elly said she encountered a ‘Fox Spirit’, and he guessed it was Sophie?
Was President Jones truly low in emotional intelligence, or was this intentional? Why did it sound like he was squeezing Sophie, the ‘other woman’?
Although Sophie also found Adam Jones’ words awkward, she wouldn’t think too deeply about it and would choose to interpret it in another way—
“Adam, did you rush over here because you were worried my sister would make things difficult for ?”
When she asked the question, Sophie’s face even flashed a hint of girlish sweetness.
The expression on Adam Jones’ face was indescribably complex, and after a long ti, he finally murmured a low “hmm” and said,
“Elly is not soone easy to deal with; try to avoid her in the future.”
“Okay, I’ll listen to you.”
Knowing that Adam Jones had co specifically because he was worried about Elly giving her a hard ti, Sophie’s heart was already thrilled.
When she looked at the onlookers, her expression carried a bit of smugness.
Onlookers: “…”
Damn!
Jerk!
Pregnant wife confronts the mistress, and he’s not concerned about the wife but cos from afar worried about the mistress being bullied?
Psh!
Jerk!
Even though this man was handso and powerful, his scoundrel qualities were not lacking.
The onlookers internally cursed the couple before them, and then took out their phones ready to rage on Twitter, only to discover there was a new ‘Hot Search’.
It was about the incident that had just happened— a video of Sophie Baker being slapped by Elly Campbell.
At this mont, the Baker mother and daughter hadn’t had ti to hire internet trolls or control the comnts, so the net was full of praises for how well Elly hit her, how satisfying it was to watch, and curses about the mistress coming to a bad end.
Especially the scene where Elly, facing Adam, had slapped Sophie again—nurous people applauded this act.
“Mrs. Jones is aweso, the mistress and her daughter are really asking for it!”
“The mistress’s mother isn’t official yet, and the daughter hurried to beco one too—does shalessness run in your family?”
“Queen, what you said is wrong; even if the other woman was a concubine, concubines in ancient tis were a tradable commodity, not considered family, so it’s not a dostic affair between you.”
“Queen, divorce the jerk already, I’ll marry you!”
“Queen should have taken over his company directly from the beginning or just bankrupted it. After all the trouble she went through to support him, he ca back with money to support a ‘Fox Spirit’.”
“…”
As scathing as the comnts were online, people offline were not idle either.
Helen lendy was tapping away on her phone, posting on Twitter non-stop. Throughout the walk from the building to the parking lot, she had posted dozens of tweets.
By the ti she left the fifth floor, Elly Campbell’s face had already lost its cold edge.
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