Chapter 47

After sending Michael into the residence, Matthew quickly fled the scene like a bird, afraid of accidentally provoking the master's anger again.

In the luxurious room, there were only two people left, and both were cold and lonely.

Michael lowered his gaze and took a look at the woman sleeping soundly in his arms. He really wanted to wake her up.

After all, this woman had caused trouble for him after stirring up his feelings, yet she was sleeping so sweetly and carefree?

This made him feel nowhere to vent his frustration.

Thinking of this, anger surged in his heart.

He suddenly pushed her away with force -

Sofia's body was like an unbalanced caterpillar, rolling and falling straight down his legs, finally sinking into the imported high-end carpet from Italy...

"Hey..." Although the carpet was quite soft and she released some of her energy, the sudden pain in her body still woke Sofia up from her drunken dream.

Coldly moaning, she opened her bleary eyes and furrowed her brows. She blurted out, "Which bastard dares to interrupt my dream? I haven't finished with him yet..."

In her dream, she had just seen the figure of Jason.

Jason stood on the mountaintop, silently watching the sunset. The beautiful young man, who was bathed in the red sun, had grown into a tall and mature man.

And she had climbed up the hill in her dream, watching Jason turning his head soon...

How excited she was!

After five years, she really wanted to see the handsome man of the past and see if he had become more and more stunning?

But then a wave of pain struck, and Jason disappeared out of nowhere.

She fell down the cliff, howling in pain, and her dream vanished...

"Wu wu..." She mourned silently in her heart for her Jason.

Michael's deep and gloomy pupils suddenly shrank.

Sofia was quite something. Not only did she call him petty, vengeful, gloomy, cold, jerk, and pervert, but she also cursed him as a bastard.

He narrowed his deep-set eyes slightly, with a dangerous cold light passing through them. He noted every one of these offenses!

Suddenly, he stood up from his wheelchair.

Even though he was dragging a disabled leg, he still looked like a king, step by step approaching her with a cold and overbearing aura.

Sofia, who was still lost in her dream, was completely unaware of the chilling aura that was getting closer and closer to her.

"Sofia, if you dare to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, I will throw you out of the window!" His tone was still cold and threatening.

But remember, they were on the top floor of Lustron Homes!

Throwing down, don't just say shattered bones and powdered flesh, I'm afraid that after being torn apart by five horses in mid-air, with a gust of wind blowing, the limbs will be scattered, and even the bone fragments and powder cannot be found..."

"Ooh, how scary."

"Emm.." Sofia struggled a bit, frowned and reluctantly opened her eyes.

Her mind was still in a drunken haze.

"Finally, you're willing to wake up?" Michael coldly rebuked her, looked down and met her blurred black pupils, "What's wrong, dreaming of getting rich or dreaming of some man?"

His teeth-gritting voice had a hint of gloom.

Sofia became a little more awake, grinned foolishly twice, "Oh, it's you...I didn't dream of anything, just dreaming of food..."

She casually replied, thinking to herself that if Jason was a cake, she would definitely eat it without hesitation.

Michael's icy gaze didn't reveal much emotion, he just glanced at her and ordered in a low voice, "Come in and give me a bath!"

After speaking, he turned on his heel and walked step by step towards the bathroom...

"A bath?" Sofia couldn't help but shudder.

Her mind was instantly awakened by these words.

She stared at the tall and slender figure, which was comparable to that of a god, and swallowed her saliva.

She called out from behind him, "Give, give you a bath? Can't I not do it..."

Based on her experience of helping him pee the last time, Sofia couldn't guarantee that nothing would go wrong this time.

Thinking of the urine of that rascal still remaining on her hands, she shuddered suddenly.

He was so perverted, wasn't he...

"Sofia, five minutes, if you don't come in, then pack your things and leave!"

Then, that sinister voice was hidden in the bathroom...

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Sofia entered the kitchen and made a cup of tea to sober up from the alcohol.

She lightly tapped her cheeks and took a deep breath of cold air, trying to make herself more alert.

However, the alcohol was really too strong, and she still felt dizzy and disoriented.

But she knew that Michael was definitely someone who could talk tough and act even tougher.

To be honest, she wished she could just pack up and leave, but...

She had made a seven-day bet with him.

She had an agreement with her father.

Both of these things made her feel conflicted.

On the one hand, she urgently wanted to win the bet with Michael and gain true freedom.

But on the other hand, deep down, she really wanted to see what kind of expression Lidia and her daughter would have on the day her mother married her father!

But if she won against Michael, it meant that there was no chance for her to stay in the Johnson Group in the future.

Then, it would probably be impossible for her mother to marry her father legitimately!

On one side was her own freedom, on the other was her mother's happiness.

Both were difficult to choose.

It was maddening, what was she going to do?

Sofia hid in the kitchen, hesitating and trying to come up with a solution, but she couldn't think of a win-win solution.

When the clock on the wall pointed to five minutes, she finally put down her teacup.

Straightening her back, like a warrior heading to the battlefield, ready to cut off her own wrist at any time, she went into Michael's bathroom...