Chapter 11: Sarah is in trouble.

"Explain a bit, why rent a house here? What else do you want to play?"

"Brother Peter, I'm Sarah's assistant, she doesn't know our relationship, can you help me hide it?"

Sophie used her eyes and voice to beg for Peter's help, of course, this is also the clearest explanation for why she moved here. Peter knew that Paul was a fan of Sarah, and of course knew that she was also a loyal fan of hers. Although she and Paul are passionately in love with Sarah, Peter is extremely disgusted with her. So she felt a little nervous when he found out she was doing the job. I hope he won't object to her, or denounce her to her parents, or in front of Sarah, don't act like she knows her.

"Assistant, how much money did she give me, did my parents give me less? Or you don't give me enough money to spend." Peter rolled his eyes at Sophie.

He knew his sister and Paul both loved Sarah, but it was unacceptable to follow her, let her dictate as she pleased. How can your family member let her when she is easily despised, ordered to suppress. The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't accept it.

"Father, it was me who helped her."

"Paul."

"Let's go home, she's also grown up, knows how to take responsibility for her own decisions, the hardship she endured is not her father, and father can't take care of her until she gets old."

Paul got up and went to the door, talking to Peter coldly, his thoughts surprised Sophie, Peter narrowed his eyes. Everyone was surprised at the thought of being somewhat beyond that age. However, it was thanks to Paul's words that Peter said no more words, neither strongly disagreed nor disagreed, only glanced at Sophie with a meaningful look and then followed Paul out of the house.

Sophie blinked as two men, one large and one small, walked out of her room, confused. Peter's silence is agreeing to her plea, right? Was the look in his eyes just now implicitly agreeing? Suddenly her eyes lit up and she laughed.

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Just out of Sophie's house, Peter spoke up to remind Paul.

"That woman is not responsible, throw me away, you already have your eyes, don't continue to be blind like your aunt but like her."

"Do you want me to call my grandparents so they can remind me of something?" Paul, on the other hand, very calmly asked Peter back.

Peter narrowed his eyes, of course he understood what Paul was implying. His parents had forbidden him to meddle in whatever Paul wanted to do if it wasn't dangerous to anyone. Yes, now Paul likes Sarah, being with her he is not allowed to speak out against and give opinions, but he is the boy's father, he has the right to teach him right?

"I hope you will be smart and sane enough to know what you are doing, that woman is good or bad, I believe that just a short time of contact, you will recognize her true face. I just don't want you to be disappointed."

"I can rest assured, your intuition and eyes have never been wrong so far."

The driver glanced in the rearview mirror, at the quarreling attitude of father and son, and silently shook his head and sighed. At the same time he also gave Paul a look of praise, although his words were too old, and a little rude, but what he said was true.

While father and son Paul and Peter were arguing with each other, at this time Sarah was also arguing with another woman. And the argument was a bit dominating for the other girl.

"I don't care if you're Sarah or anyone else, I don't know you, and you don't even want to come inside this room."

"Are you sure you don't want to let me in?"

"Yes. I don't need a lowly actress like you."

"Okay, I hope you'll take responsibility for what you've done."

Sarah smiled coldly and turned to leave, originally she didn't want to accept the invitation to come here. But because Rita said, the elderly woman in that room is her loyal fan, that's why she came here hoping to celebrate her birthday, to surprise and delight her with her appearance. her present. Also to thank her for liking her. But unfortunately, she has a heart but can't do what she wants. As soon as she arrived, she had the bad luck to meet her niece, and even though she explained why she was here, the girl still gave her a contemptuous attitude, full of insults.

Sarah had not long turned her back when a man emerged from the room glancing around in search of something. After a while he asked the girl who was outside.

"Did you see Sarah come?"

"I chased her away." The girl calmly replied.

The man was surprised and then stared at the girl with wide eyes. He had a hard time getting Sarah to come here for a while, but she dared to chase his men. The angry man glared at the girl with wide eyes.

"Who let you fire her? Stupid, you run away to find her and come back to me. If she doesn't come back, you wait for your resignation."

The angry man gasped, left a sentence for the girl and returned to the party room. The girl stared in disbelief at the closed door. What did she do wrong? Why suddenly get scolded? Although she didn't commit to it, she knew that the man who had just said it would definitely do it, so she hurriedly chased after Sarah.

Thankfully when she saw Sarah, she hadn't gotten in the car yet, she seemed to be on the phone.

Sarah just got to her car, she hastily called Peter to check if he had come to Sophie's house to pick up Paul. If he hasn't gone, she will come back there to pick up the boy. Because she also didn't think she would finish work soon, although she was a little angry with the girl just now, but if she could go home early and play with Paul for a while, it wouldn't be bad.

"Have you picked up Paul yet?"

Sarah just asked Peter on the other side of the phone, but before he could answer, a hand suddenly pulled her hand in pain and a cold voice commanded.

"Hey Sarah, stop, hurry back to the party room for me."

"It hurts, what are you doing? Take your hand off. You're hurting me."

"Follow me." The girl coldly glared at Sarah, not only not letting go of her hand, but holding on even tighter.

Sarah's conversation with the girl accidentally let Peter hear all of it, because Sarah had not yet turned off the phone. At this moment, Peter is frowning, coldly speaking into the phone.

"Sarah, how are you? What happened? Sarah, where are you?"