Tyrone left the apartment to her, And he hurriedly left.

Sophia stood in the doorway for a long time, raising her hand to touch the top of her hair that had just been touched by him. The corner of her mouth involuntarily curled up.

While she was out of mind, she caught a glimpse of the wall clock.

Sophia secretly said, "Oh no!

There was a class in the afternoon with Professor Lee, who was known as a stubborn old man in the department.

If he caught her missing the class, she would be dead for sure!

Sophia hurriedly walked to the door.

As soon as she opened the door, she happened to see a neatly dressed middle-aged woman.

Both parties were stunned. 

Sophia said, "You are..."

"Miss Fox, right? I'm sent by Young Master Macadam to serve you. You can call me Tina, and you can tell me anything you want in the future."

"Hello. I'm in a hurry, so I'll leave first."

Sophia greeted her and ran.

A week has passed, Tyrone didn't show up again. He only called her once a day to ask if she was used to living in her new home and what she needed.

His attitude towards her was really like treating his nephew.

Sophia also gradually let go of her worries.

This morning...

Sophia finished her class as usual and was about to go to do her part-time job when she once again received a call from her stepmother, Rosa.

"Sophia, you haven't been home for a week. Where have you been? Do you know that your father and I are worried about you?"

Sophia sneered.

They would worry about her?

A woman who set her up and was ready to be sent to another man's bed should say she worried about her?

Sophia endured the disgust in her heart and said, "I've rented a house outside, and I won't live at home anymore. So don't call me if you're fine."

Rosa seemed not to hear her disgust, and she softly said, "You are still a girl. Living outside is always bad. It is better to live at home. Later I'll have my driver pick you up and sent you to school every day."

"Is there anything else? If not, I am going to hang up." Sophia interrupted her endlessly chattering.

Rosa choked, paused for two seconds, and asked the question she most wanted to ask.

"Have you told your uncle about our company yet?"

"Not yet. He's very busy. And the last time I saw him was when we had lunch. I haven't seen him again in the last few days. I'll mention it to him in a few days when he's not busy."

"Can you make it quicker?"

"I'd like to be fast, but can this matter be controlled by me?"

"Sophia, you should be more concerned about our family's affairs. Your father is anxiously getting sick..."

Sophia knew that she was going to threaten her with affection again.

She directly hung up the phone and turned it off.

Rushing by bus to the place where she had agreed with her friend, Larissa, Sophia was sweating profusely, "Sorry, I'm late."

"Don't say anything. Hurry up and change your clothes. It's almost time for the show."

Larissa put a cheongsam into Sophia's hand, and anxiously pushed her into the fitting room.

Sophia changed into the clothes, only to find that the design of this cheongsam was too avant-garde. If she took a little bigger steps, her thigh could be seen. And... the piece of cloth on her chest was made of lace. It would attract a lot of people's imagination.

"Sophia, what are you still doing in there? Hurry up and come out. The foreman is urging."

Sophia blushed and poked her head out of the fitting room, "Can I change the clothes? It's too revealing to wear like this."

Larissa was stunned, then she laughed and said, "No way. Sophia, you are so conservative? The dress is not revealing at all. Bikini is more revealing than this, right?"

"But..."

"Don't say anything else. The foreman is urging, hurry out."

Pushed out by Larissa, Sophia had to struggle to keep up with the ceremonial team.

Walking to the launch site, Sophia glanced at the guests outside. Inadvertently she saw a man sitting beside the VIP table. Her eyes widened with shock. Tyrone?

Why was he here?

Sophia looked at her dress and was so embarrassed that she wanted to dig a hole and bury herself in it.

She wanted to escape.

But with so many people watching, there was no way to escape.

A dense layer of thin sweat quickly piled up on Sophia's forehead.