Chapter 342 - 338 Birth of the Conspiracy (8)
The call was suddenly cut off, and she frantically searched everywhere for his figure.
"Oliver Johnson, I want to see you; come out!"
"Do you think you can hide from me forever? Stop being a coward!"
No matter how much she shouted or searched, from beginning to end, he would never appear.
She collapsed to the ground, not knowing if even the heavens pitied her, as white, crystal-clear flakes began to drift down from the sky.
She looked up and saw that it was snowing.
The first snowfall of the year.
Feathery snowflakes landed on her shoulders, piling up thicker and thicker.
Everywhere turned into a vast expanse of white, and her footsteps alternated between deep and shallow as she walked forward.
She pushed open the café door, finding scarcely anyone inside, except the man sitting there, waiting for her to hand over the item.
She placed the USB on the table; the man said nothing, picking it up and heading out.
Instinctively, she followed closely behind, knowing he was going to deliver it to Oliver Johnson.
The man quickened his pace, just to shake her off, and later, Sophie watched as he boarded a black car and drove away.
She chased after it for a very long way, eventually collapsing in the snow from exhaustion.
Inside the car.
The man handed the USB to Oliver Johnson.
"Brother, now we have leverage against Golden Era, and Asher Land wouldn’t dare act rashly towards Hush Sky," Henry Johnson said.
Oliver Johnson remained silent, his mind replaying the scene of her running frantically in the snow, chasing after the car.
He saw her fall, saw her cry, all because of him.
"Brother, you’re amazing, finding a woman who could so effortlessly take something so important from Asher Land’s side."
Even though he now had the means to pressure Asher Land, he didn’t feel any joy.
Causing her pain to get what he wanted was never his original intention.
The first time he met her at the Northern Suburb Resort, he had no idea she was Asher Land’s woman, which was why he could face her so calmly.
He thought, if there wasn’t that connection with Asher Land, he would never have had the thought of hurting her, no matter what.
A single wrong move, and the whole game was lost.
He knew there was no longer any possibility of reconciliation between them.
He turned his head to look out the window, watching the snow fall heavier and heavier, and his heart grew cold as well.
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She felt she was about to freeze stiff; she climbed up from the snow with difficulty, heading for the parking lot.
Her hands trembling, she opened the car door and got inside, turning on the heater once more.
Gradually, feeling returned to her body.
She dared not return to the Land Family; how would she face Asher Land? Just thinking about her irrational actions, she felt too ashamed to see him.
She drove the car out of the parking lot, finding the street bustling with activity.
She remembered that Christmas was just two days away, and now the streets were filled with a festive atmosphere.
Some boutique stores had Christmas trees set up outside, adorned with colorful lights, and the lightly falling snow made them look beautiful.
Unfortunately, no matter how beautiful, she was not in the mood to admire it.
The phone kept ringing; it was Asher Land.
She slammed the brakes, stopping the car by the roadside.
With all the courage she could muster, she answered the call.
"Sophie, where did you run off to without telling me this time?"