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The Rebirth of SOPHIA GREEN

COMPLETED For nearly 30 years of existence, she had been in a wheelchair, suffering from polio since childhood. While her freedom of movement had been diminished, the activity her brain had outstripped everyone. Unable to join in the rough of other children, she had spent all her lifetime reading, which gave her exceptional knowledge. She accomplished many outstanding achievements across several fields and became a famous Science Professor. Her life changed forever when she was caught in a suspicious fire in her lab. Rebirth occurred and when she comes back to life, she finds she is now in the body of another Sophia Green, a teenage high school bully. Meanwhile, Albert Pearson, the first heir of the richest family around the country who hid his true identity becoming an assistant of Sophia Green has gone crazy after hearing the news of Sophia's death. He went back to his family and took advantage of his status to keep searching for the truth of that fire. And one day he met a teenage girl whose name was Sophia Green... Fate changes between them as they are seeking the truth behind her death! Could he recognize Sophia and confess his feelings? Special Note: If you are looking for a sweet contemporary-romance genre, this novel doesn't have that kind of plot. Most plots of my novel talk about mystery, suspense, and a slice of life. Often FL starts a slow pace of development, from weak to strong. Cover Created by: Weilan

AnnaShannel_Lin · Ciencia y ficción
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260 Chs

Chapter 120: I’ll Take You Home

The driver remained silent in the driver's seat, but Hammer didn't let him go.

"Tell me." He closed the door and asked the driver, "Who is more handsome, the poor uncle driving a poor car or me?"

The driver was an honest middle-aged man. He didn't want to say anything against his will. He thought for a long time before he said, "You… You're younger than him… sir."

The driver is an honest middle-aged man, and he does not want to say against his heart, thinking for a long time, just way: "week less...Younger than he is."

Hammer grabbed a doll from the back seat and punched it to vent his gloomy. "I decided for her a word that I wouldn't drive for the rest of my life. Are there any other men as kind as me? Girls now are so shallow. They judge people according to their outlook," he snorted.

"Didn't you stop driving because your hands trembled when you saw the steering wheel? You don't even dare to sit in the co-pilot seat, do you?"