Chapter 174: Sophie Valen, Shut Up!
Nathan knew what Sophie was worried about, so he said earnestly, "Sophie, sometimes you can’t achieve great things in a rush. Believe me, it doesn’t matter even if Grandpa is on Janice’s side. Will he be able to live to a ripe old age?"
Sophie seemed to have understood what Nathan was implying. Indeed, Old Mr. Allson didn’t have much time left. She would definitely have a chance if she holds on until he passes away.
However, she was unwilling to wait.
Because the longer they waited, the more variables there would be.
However, even though that was what she was thinking, she still complied with Nathan.
In short, she wouldn’t be affected by anyone, and everything had to be done according to her plan.
Perhaps she might be able to turn the tide even before Old Mr. Allson died.
Thinking of that, Sophie narrowed her eyes coldly.
At noon, Sophie brought soup she had made herself to the ward.
When she entered the ward, only Janice and Old Mr. Allson were there.
Taking the opportunity that had presented itself, Sophie walked over and said, "Janice, you’re here too."
Janice’s brows furrowed slightly when she saw Sophie, but she did not say anything. She just glanced at Old Mr. Allson subconsciously. After all, Sophie had been driven out once in the morning.
Old Mr. Allson didn’t say anything. His expression was completely impassive.
Sophie quickly placed the thermos in her hands on the bedside cabinet, standing between Janice and Old Mr. Allson.
Janice didn’t know what to say. She stared as Sophie opened the thermos, fragrance wafting out from it.
"Grandpa, it’s time for lunch. You haven’t had lunch yet, have you? I made some soup for you. Would you like a bowl?"
Sophie took out a small bowl and scooped out some soup as she spoke and handed it to Old Mr. Allson.
Old Mr. Allson pulled a long face and did not answer.
Seeing this, Sophie quickly found a way to ease the awkwardness, "It’s still hot, I shall leave it out to cool first."
She placed the soup to the side as she spoke. She saw Janice sitting by the side from the corner of her eyes.
She rolled her eyes and said, "By the way, Janice. I went to the TV station to look for you yesterday. I heard you were detained. Is that true?"
Before Janice could react, Old Mr. Allson commented in surprise, "Detained? What happened?"
Old Mr. Allson looked at Janice worriedly.
"What happened? Tell me, did someone bully you?"
Janice did not expect Sophie to suddenly bring up the matter and was caught off guard. Just as she was about to explain, she was interrupted by Sophie.
"Grandpa, don’t worry. Since Janice has been released, the matter must have been resolved, right?"
Sophie said, trying to stir things up intentionally.
Janice gritted her teeth. She never expected that Sophie would be so despicable to cause trouble before Old Mr. Allson.
She must not let Sophie get what she wanted, and she quickly explained, "Grandpa it was all a misunderstanding. I’ll tell you about it later."
Old Mr. Allson could tell that Janice did not want to explain in front of Sophie, so he nodded in understanding.
How could Sophie let that go?
"I’m glad it was just a misunderstanding. It would be terrible to be known as a dog abuser."
"Shut up, Sophie!"
Janice couldn’t stand it anymore.
Sophie calmly looked at her. "Janice, don’t be angry. I was just looking out for you. After all, Tomaville is only so big. It would be troublesome if everyone in the city finds out about it, don’t you think so?"
...
The more Sophie spoke, the angrier Janice became. She couldn’t bear it any longer, but she did not want to argue with Sophie in the room because of Old Mr. Allson. In the end, she held back her rage and approached Sophie, saying softly, "If you have anything against me, settle it with me in private later. Don’t go around making things up in front of Grandpa."
"How can you say that? Maybe he already knew about it, and just didn’t want to embarrass you."
"You..."
At that moment, Old Mr. Allson coughed violently.
Hearing this, Janice hurriedly looked over. When she saw Old Mr. Allson clutching his chest and coughing very hard, she hurriedly asked, "Grandpa, what’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Old Mr. Allson coughed and said, "Ja...nice. I... can’t breathe. Quick... call the doctor."
Janice hurriedly replied, "Okay."
After that, she could not be bothered with anything else and hurriedly ran out.
After Janice left, Sophie started to panic. "Grandpa, wait a minute, the doctor will be here soon..."
Before she could finish her words, Old Mr. Allson moved his hand away and sat up straight.
He stared at her as if nothing had happened.
Sophie was stunned. She looked at Old Mr. Allson, who had recovered in an instant, not quite understanding what was going on.
"Grandpa..."
"Sophie, I’m very grateful that you came to see me, but Janice is my granddaughter-in-law."
His tone was unrushed and formal-sounding.
Sophie didn’t say anything but she had an ominous feeling.
As expected, Old Mr. Allson continued, "I’ll pretend that I didn’t hear what you just said. In the future, don’t try to play tricks in front of me. If she doesn’t expose you, that’s just her being kind. But if you continue to do this, it will only erase any good feelings I have for you."
"Grandpa, I..."
"You don’t have to explain. Although I’m old, my mind isn’t muddled. Your little tricks are child’s play in front of me. I know that you’re still thinking about what happened three years ago, but it’s all in the past now, and Chris is already married. You shouldn’t keep pestering him. You’re a good child, and you should understand the
reason behind it."
Sophie did not know how to refute Old Mr. Allson’s words.
But she would never give up. Why should she give up?
She said, "I understand, Grandpa."
Old Mr. Allson gave her a hard look and sighed. "You can leave now. I want to rest for a while. Don’t come back here again."
He closed his eyes right after he said that.
Sophie felt a little humiliated, but she forced it down and did not flare up.
With red-rimmed eyes, she turned around and left.
The moment she reached the door, she bumped into Janice. She glared at Janice before running away in a hurry.
Janice couldn’t be bothered to pay attention to Sophie. She hurriedly called for the doctor and they walked into the room.
The doctor gave Old Mr. Allson an examination and said, "The patient is tired and sleepy. It’s nothing serious."
Janice heaved a sigh of relief when she heard that.
After sending the doctor away, she went back to the bed and looked at Old Mr.
Allson, who was sleeping peacefully. A trace of guilt rose in her heart.
Sophie returned to her car with red-rimmed eyes.
When she thought of what Old Mr. Allson had said, she was filled with anger.
What right did they have to tell her to let things go? Were they bullying her because her parents had passed away and she had no one to back her up?
She, Sophie Valen, was not someone to be trifled with. She would let them know the consequences of doing so.
...
Thinking of this, she took out the Swiss army knife from the glove compartment and removed the sheath. She stared at the sharp blade and smiled coldly.
"I will definitely make you all pay."
At this moment, the phone suddenly rang.
Only then did she slowly fold the blade and answer the phone.
It was unknown what the other party said, but Sophie said sinisterly, "Coward. You can’t even look after a person. What’s the point of keeping you around?"
She hung up the phone angrily and her eyes narrowed coldly.
Janice Gladwell, consider yourself lucky!
In the afternoon, Janice received a notification from the police station saying that they’ve found the witness and that they needed to take her statement.
Christopher was also there when she received the call, so he accompanied her to the police station.
Janice saw Lucy sitting on the bench the moment she arrived at the station. She hurried forward and said, "Lucy, you’re finally back."
Lucy was also excited to see her.
She had received a news lead when she went to the neighboring city. But when she arrived, she found that the lead was false and she had been detained.
They had a hard time getting her out of there.
"Janice, I’m sorry. I didn’t know you would be detained because of this."
"It’s fine. You can help to explain since you’re back." Janice replied.
Lucy nodded. She glanced at Christopher who was standing behind Janice and said gratefully, "Thank you for saving me, Mr. Bateman."
Christopher replied, "You are the key witness who can prove that my wife is innocent. I’m doing this for her sake."
In other words, there was no need to thank him.
Lucy looked at Janice enviously when she heard this.
After that, they recorded their statements inside and handed over all the information they had found to the police.
When they emerged from the station, they both felt a sense of relief.
"Although we lost such good news lead, I believe that those awful traffickers will soon be caught now that the police are working on the case." Janice exclaimed.
Lucy nodded in agreement.
The two of them parted at the entrance of the police station. Janice went back to the hospital with Christopher.
Janice had taken a long leave from the TV station ever since Old Mr. Allson was hospitalized as she hoped to stay by his side.
When they arrived at the hospital, he had just woken up from his afternoon nap. When he saw them coming back, he frowned and said, "Why do you two come here every day? I’m not about to die."
"Touch wood!" Nanny Daisy exclaimed.
Old Mr. Allson glared at her and said to Janice and Christopher, "Go back. Don’t stay with an old man like me all day long. Chris, don’t forget what you promised me."
It was a special reminder from his grandfather.
Christopher frowned. In the end, both of them were driven out of the ward. On the way back, Janice asked Christopher, "What did you promise your grandpa?"
Christopher was driving. When he heard her question, he frowned and asked, "Do you really want to know?"
He shot her a meaningful look.
Janice felt a bit uneasy. "What is it?"
Christopher’s eyes lingered on her for two seconds before he looked away. "You’ll know when we get back."
Janice was a little baffled but she did not think too much about it.
After returning to the villa, Janice put what they had thought about out of her mind. She went back to the bedroom, changed into casual clothes, and prepared to go downstairs. As soon as she reached the door though, Christopher came in.
He stared straight at her, as if wanting to eat her up.
Janice felt her hair stand on end as she stumbled backwards.
"W-why are you staring at me like that?"
