Chapter 55
Chapter 55
Shocked, she didn't expect that his way of hitting back would be so cruel!
Her fingertips trembled as she glanced at those disgusting men, then looked back at the window behind her.
Her heart tightened.
Whichever choice she made, it would be the cruelest revenge for her.
She looked at him bitterly, "Michael, is there no other choice?"
Tears flowed uncontrollably.
His eyes flashed and he uttered the most vicious words, "Yes, that is your entire family accompanying you to the grave, while you live alone!"
Her face instantly turned ashen.
She knew very well that a man like him, who was so influential in Zenith City, could definitely say and do such things.
Sofia took a deep breath, her blood running cold.
She never thought that helping her father would end up harming both her father and herself.
She closed her eyes and fell into deep thought for a moment.
Then she opened them again and gradually moved away from him.
Then, she stood up.
Her delicate body trembled lightly in front of him.
Her tender and smooth skin reflected a sparkling luster under the soft white light.
Helplessly, she covered her shameful part with her hand.
She looked deeply at Michael, "Michael, I will bear all the consequences of what I have done. I hope you won't make things difficult for my family anymore."
In her mouth, "family" referred only to Daniel and her mother.
But in his ears, it sounded like she was talking about the Brown family.
He sneered, staring at her calmly as she stepped back step by step.
In the end, she smiled bitterly.
Then she turned around, took a few steps, and jumped out of the window, closing her eyes as she fell...
Bang~.
A muffled sound seemed to come from below the building.
The men who were enjoying the spring suddenly looked dumbfounded.
They looked at each other in confusion, "Michael, did I just see it right? Your secretary..."
"Jumped, jumped off the building?"
"Michael, there's no need to play such a big game..."
"...It's a tragedy..."
"Quick! If the media is alerted, it will be a disaster..."
At that moment, everyone panicked.
Each and every one of them was a prominent figure in city A, and they could not afford a scandal.
Afraid of the situation getting out of control, they hurriedly put on their clothes.
Michael's eyebrows remained as cold as ever.
He walked out of the platform, but his legs under the suit pants did not recover.
Only with the support of steel brackets could he stand and walk upright.
Step by step, he strolled to the edge of the windowsill, and looked down with his eyes down.
On the grass under the night sky, there was silence.
A snow-white body lay there like a white cherry blossom blooming under the night sky, clean, cold, and fatally alluring.
It was exposed in his eyes without any concealment.
Something seemed to tug at his heart, and his fingertips went numb for a moment.
Then he took out a cigar from his pocket.
He lit it up.
Leaning against the windowsill, he slowly sucked on it.
The smoke, in circles, swirled like clouds.
The reflection of the delicate white body downstairs was reflected in his eyes. What came to mind was her poignant and pathetic smile before she jumped.
That smile was like a bunch of blooming cherry blossoms, stabbing his eyes.
The world knows that cherry blossoms are one of the most passionate but also the shortest-lived flowers in the world.
When they bloom, they are colorful and brilliant.
When they fall, they are not stained or polluted.
However, from blooming to withering, it only takes a short ten days.
It's just like chrysanthemums...
The night sky has never been so deep blue.
The stars are scattered and floating.
Sofia lies quietly, with black, gaping eyes, without blinking.
Jumping from the third floor, she never thought it would be like this.
Her body was numb and she couldn't move.
Am I about to die?
She felt her body temperature gradually decreasing, and her fingertips gradually losing their sense...
Then she saw a figure appearing on the window above.
The cold and stern face of Michael was reflected in her dark pupils.
Suddenly, a sour and unexpected sensation flooded into her eyes, instantly clouding her vision.
She could clearly see him standing on the windowsill, leisurely lighting a cigarette.
His posture was elegant, and he seemed arrogant, like a calm but ominous panther.
The more casual his disguise, the more dangerous the invasion.
Suddenly, a snow-white sheet covered her-
Before she could react, her body was wrapped tightly in the sheet.
She heard a sighing voice in her ear: "Miss Brown, why did you do this to yourself? You shouldn't have offended the master in any way..."
Sofia's lips trembled, and she looked up to see Matthew's simple and honest face.
While wrapping her in the sheet, Matthew continued: "The ’X’ project is the most important part of the master's sweeping the international construction field. It is consistent with the concept of Lustron Homes, which is a gift for Miss Smith! Miss Brown, you shouldn't have done this!"
Sofia's chest suddenly tightened.
Her heart seemed to have been torn open, bleeding from a wound.
She asked hoarsely, "...Miss Smith?"
Matthew glanced down at her, realizing he had said too much and quickly changed the subject: "It's a good thing you jumped down, Miss Brown!"
Sofia was puzzled.
"Ah..." Matthew sighed again. "Touch what's under you, and you'll understand."
She touched it with her fingertips and realized that it was not the hard ground beneath her, but a layer of soft foam.
Matthew shook his head and quickly deflated the airbag under her.
He continued: "Actually, the airbag was prepared before you arrived. The master wanted to test you, after all, you really made a mistake. You stole the master's drawings and let the Brown team participate in the competition. The performance of Brown's team in the bidding competition was simply impeccable."
Matthew's brow furrowed deeper and deeper, as he continued to deflate the airbag. "Because the rules of the competition are public, now everyone thinks that these drawings are from the Brown family. If you had caused any more trouble, would the master have to come out and slap himself in the face?"
Sofia's lips turned pale, and she finally understood why Michael was so angry.
She had underestimated her father's cunningness.
If Michael comes forward and declares that he will thoroughly investigate the source of those drawings, it will undoubtedly allow the Jonson family to admit to their poor management and provide an opportunity for others to take advantage of it.
On the other hand, if Michael does not choose those drawings and directly eliminates the Brown family, it will be a self-inflicted wound.
This will directly deny the value of those drawings!
After all, those drawings originally came from within the Jonson family, and it is even possible that they were created by Michael himself.
Allowing the Brown family to enter the finals is something that Michael cannot tolerate.
But if the Brown family is eliminated, it will also lead to public speculation, especially since the Brown family ranked first in the total score in today's first round of bidding!
Neither entering nor eliminating them is a good option.
No wonder Michael is going crazy!
Matthew shook his head and sighed, taking a glance at the pale-faced Sofia, "It's fortunate that you jumped down. If you had tried to escape or resist, it would probably have attracted even more terrible retribution from the master."
It turns out...
He forced her to jump off the building just as a cruel test.
She should have guessed that Michael would not easily use death as punishment for someone who betrayed him.
Sofia suddenly choked up.
What if she had chosen to please those disgusting high officials?
What would be the consequences? Perhaps she would never be able to guess the answer.
For a while, she choked up and couldn't say a word.
"Remember, Miss Brown." Matthew looked at Sofia seriously, "Don't anger the master anymore, especially anything related to the ’X’ project."
She gave a bitter smile, suddenly realizing.
"Anything related to Miss Smith, right?!"
Matthew glanced at her without speaking.
That means he agreed with it.