Chapter 8 Little Mute_1

Leo Harrell was used to Sophia Cloud following him around, but when had he ever seen her so anxious to sever their relationship, with the sole reason being to safeguard these hundreds of thousands of dollars?

The woman in front of him picked up another glass of wine, drinking until she became somewhat tipsy, unable to speak clearly, just sobbing.

Leo Harrell's eyes seemed like they could shoot fire.

Good.

Very good!

He approached again, and this time, he directly knocked the wine glass from her hand.

——Clang.

The wine glass fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.

The quiet in the private room returned, and a group of people watched Leo Harrell, inevitably feeling their anger rising.

At just over twenty years of age, tempers were particularly volatile, and a few people rushed forward to pick a fight with Leo Harrell.

But before they could even touch his clothes, they were kicked away by him.

The bystanders panicked, looking at him, afraid to make any sudden moves.

The young man who had been kicked to the floor got up, spitting out a mouthful of blood, "Very well, you just opposed the Forest family, I'll make you regret it!"

The Forest family?

Leo Harrell truly didn't take them seriously. He reached out and held Sophia Cloud in his arms, "The person, I am taking with me."

Then his gaze fell on the money, "Her money, I am taking it all with me."

"You—"

The rich heir was too angry to speak, yet he didn't dare to confront him head-on.

After they left, a group of bodyguards surged in from outside, taking all the money away.

Seeing this, the young man from the Forest family hurried over to block them, "This is my money, I'd like to see who dares to take it away!"

The bodyguards remained expressionless, revealing a terrible truth, "Sorry, we are just following orders."

Everyone's gaze fell on the small "Harrell" embroidered on the side of their clothes.

In Ashford City, with such a powerful influence, there was only one Harrell family.

Fear spread among the onlookers, as they felt the Forest family was doomed.

After leaving the private room, Sophia Cloud felt a wave of nausea churning in her stomach. She covered her mouth and nose, unable to help herself as she rushed to the restroom, and because she was drunk, her steps were particularly messy, stumbling into the restroom.

It was only after emptying her stomach that she felt slightly better. The alcohol she threw up emitted waves of stench.

She pulled out a tissue to wipe the corner of her mouth, ready to rinse away the filth with water, but her stomach acted up again, and this time she vomited blood.

She was panic-stricken, her complexion drastically changed, and she quickly turned on the water, flushing the dirty substance down the drain with the water.

Just when she finished washing her hands and looked up, she saw Leo Harrell in the mirror's reflection.

Her body stiffened, her face turning pale.

It was not only the shock of seeing him but also because she had vomited so much that she now just felt a headache, wishing she could just collapse and fall asleep on the spot.

Clearly, Leo Harrell saw her drinking until she vomited blood, a flash of distress crossed the depths of his eyes, but it was fleeting.

Sophia Cloud remembered what he had said earlier and pretended they didn't know each other, walking past him.

This action, undoubtedly, was provoking him.

Leo Harrell reached out and grasped her wrist tightly, "Where are you going?"

She gestured with her hands, but saw that his expression had become even more unsightly, "So desperate for money? Willing to joke with your own life, do you even know what you're doing?"

This woman, did she really think it's just about competing to drink, as simple as that? When hadn't he seen what a bar could be like?

Taking advantage of others' inattention, spiking drinks was commonplace, and she was indeed without the slightest precaution!

Sophia Cloud's eyelashes trembled, but she said nothing, nor made any gestures.

In her heart, Arthur's life was beyond everything else, even more important than her own life. She had intended to fight to the death; if it wasn't for Leo Harrell's sudden appearance, she might have already fallen prey by now.

Leo Harrell abruptly let go of her, took out a cheque and wrote something grandly on it, and tossed it in front of her eyes, "Since you like accompanying drinks so much, why not accompany me instead?"

The amount of money on the cheque deeply stung her heart. Was this man actually using money to humiliate her?

Sophia's heart was filled with bitterness. After a moment of silence, she bent down to pick up the cheque, her smile blossoming as she quickly typed a message on her phone.

——I would be very happy to accompany Mr. Harrell.

Happy?

She actually said she would be happy?

Leo Harrell's brows furrowed even deeper. He reached out, grabbed her chin, and said, "So shameless, it seems like anyone with money can sleep with you, truly filthy!"

His words were like a sharp sword, wounding Sophia Cloud once again.

The man before her was the one she loved most and trusted the most.

And yet, he kept hurting her over and over, her heart already riddled with wounds.

She forced a smile, her smile painfully bright as she typed.

——Yeah, as long as there's money, I'll do anything.

Her neck was suddenly gripped tightly by him. Sophia Cloud found it hard to breathe, her vision blurred, fearing she might accidentally fall into an endless darkness.

She grasped at his hands with her own, feeling as though all the oxygen in her lungs had been sucked out. She opened her mouth wide but couldn't utter a word, just staring horrified at the man in front of her.

Gradually, the grip on her neck loosened, and like being reborn, she collapsed on the ground, gasping for air, tears involuntarily rolling down the corner of her eyes.

Before she could recover, Leo Harrell grabbed her wrist, dragged her up from the ground, his eyes bloodshot, "Since you love money so much, why not entertain my clients? Rest assured, as long as you serve well, you'll get more than enough money, I won't let you be mistreated."

He said these words carelessly, but it was like pushing her into a bottomless abyss.

Just now, if competing in drinking could be considered dubious, then accompanying drinks now was nothing less than being thrown into the wolves' den.

And it was Leo Harrell who had personally delivered her there.

She staggered after him, following him to the top floor suite. Leo Harrell opened the door and unceremoniously pushed her in.

The people inside were cheerfully clinking glasses when they saw what happened, all were taken aback, but upon seeing Leo Harrell, they greeted him with laughter, "Mr. Harrell, you've been gone for so long, turns out you were fetching a beauty."

Leo Harrell's lips bore a smile as he lightly pushed Sophia Cloud on the back, moving her to the center of the room.

"I found an interesting little mute, brought her here to lighten the mood for everyone."

The term "little mute" instantly plunged Sophia Cloud into embarrassment. This was her lifelong pain, and he just had to bring it up, pouring salt on her wound!

Upon hearing this beautiful girl was mute, everyone felt it was a pity.

A certain boss stepped forward, pulled Sophia Cloud into his embrace, bringing the wine glass near her, "Look at this poor thing, how about a drink with me?"

Sophia Cloud instinctively wanted to dodge, the hand on her waist was particularly restless, touching her body, almost making her nauseous, wishing she could escape right then.

But thinking of how this was Leo Harrell's deliberate bullying and humiliation, she gave up.

If he didn't care about her purity and reputation, she might as well be recklessly dissolute!

Seeing her unmoved, Leo Harrell scoffed, "What's the matter, have you forgotten how to serve people?"