Chapter 62
Harold, who had been banished abroad since the New Year, saw the photos.
Thinking about how this woman should have been his, but ended up becoming his aunt, he was furious.
If it weren't for her and Matthew, would his old man have confined him overseas?
Harold was angry, but he didn't dare act rashly.
In this kind of group chat, with so many people talking, Matthew might see it at any moment.
Seeing everyone in the group sending leering expressions, Harold silently lurked.
He also wanted to know who was bold enough to actually make a move on Sophie.
At this moment, Sophie had no idea her photos were being spread everywhere.
Of course, only among those rich playboys' phones.
After finishing her speech and sitting back down, she saw Eric staring at his phone with a wicked smile.
Suddenly, Eric looked up and met Sophie's eyes.
In that instant, Eric's gaze shifted away in panic.
Sophie was puzzled but didn't think much of it.
After the meeting, Sophie returned to the workstation the company had prepared for her.
Eric walked over, resting his hand on the desk. "I'm taking you to dinner tonight."
Sophie looked up at him, a bit surprised.
"It's not just you, there are other people from the company too. Consider it a welcome for you," Eric explained.
Sophie nodded, "Okay."
Eric raised his eyebrows and walked away.
After work, the office colleagues packed up their things and greeted Eric with smiles, "Thank you, Mr. Davis!"
"Come on. Aren't you afraid people will say you're stuttering?" Eric said dismissively.
Everyone laughed and said they weren't afraid, waiting for him.
Eric glanced at Sophie, who was packing her things.
"Hurry up," he urged.
Although Sophie didn't really like his attitude, since everyone was waiting for her, she apologized and quickened her pace.
The group squeezed into the elevator, everyone chatting and laughing, not leaving Sophie out, treating her fairly friendly.
Walking out of the company, Eric proactively said to Sophie, "You ride in my car."
"Okay."
This time, Sophie directly got in the back seat.
The car set off and didn't drive long before arriving at a lavishly decorated club.
Since Eric was treating, everyone waited for him after arriving.
Getting out of the car, someone said, "If it weren't for Mr. Davis, I'd never get into this place in my lifetime."
"You can say that again."
Sophie roughly knew this place wasn't cheap.
Indeed, a young master from a wealthy family.
"We should also thank Sophie, we're benefiting from her," someone mentioned Sophie.
Sophie didn't quite know what to say for a moment.
It sounded like she was being valued, but the feeling was strange.
"Alright, let's go in, give my name," Eric's eyes were somewhat evasive.
The people in front thanked him and had already swaggered in giving Eric's name. A server led them forward.
"Isn't this too expensive?" Sophie had been to high-end places before and knew the spending level of these places.
"I neglected you yesterday, consider this my apology. Or just think of it as me having fun, the more people the merrier," Eric said impatiently. "Let's go."
Since he put it that way, Sophie couldn't refuse.
Moreover, with so many people around, there shouldn't be any problems.
Walking through a glass-walled corridor, completely soundproof from the outside with no visible doors, the soundproofing was ridiculously good.
Eric led Sophie through several right angles and finally pushed open a glass door. He looked back at Sophie, then walked in first, leaving the door open.
Sophie didn't suspect anything and followed him in.
After entering, the door closed, and Sophie realized the people inside weren't those familiar faces, and moreover, they were all men.
Each one had an arrogant expression, every pair of eyes scanning her up and down.
The only difference was that their gazes carried various ill intentions.
"Mr. Davis," Sophie immediately looked at Eric. "Did we go to the wrong room?"
Eric smiled, "No mistake. My buddies haven't seen a beautiful woman in a long time, they want to meet you."
Sophie immediately understood what kind of setup this was.
She also remembered why Eric had looked away when their eyes met during the meeting.
"She looks even better in person than in the photos, more appealing," someone said.
Sophie looked at these pairs of predatory eyes, remaining relatively calm.
Facing Eric, "I'm from Silverlight City. Aren't you afraid this is inappropriate?"
"Silverlight City produces beautiful women, it's really true," someone laughed. "We're tired of looking at the girls here, it has to be Mr. Davis who knows what we're thinking."
Sophie frowned.
Eric looked at Sophie, "Relax, everyone just wants to be friends with you, don't be so tense."
"Thank you for your hospitality, but I can't accept it," Sophie turned to leave.
The door wouldn't open.
Sophie swallowed, getting a bit anxious.
"Since you're here, play for a while before leaving," someone walked over, grabbing Sophie's hand.
Sophie reflexively shook him off.
He froze for a moment, then laughter erupted around them.
"Ha, interesting," the man seemed to have lost face. He smiled and reached out to hug Sophie.
Sophie quickly dodged. At this point, she could only turn to Eric for help, "Eric!"
Being called so urgently and frantically by her, Eric frowned, but he did nothing, just watched as Sophie was chased and toyed with by his companions.
The others also became interested, standing in the middle, not grabbing Sophie, just watching her weave through them, creating a playground for the person chasing her.
Sophie saw the wine bottles on the table. She grabbed one, turned around, and smashed it on the head of the person chasing her.
With that smash, the laughter stopped abruptly.
No one expected Sophie to pull this move.
The man touched his forehead, his hand covered in blood.
Sophie gripped the bottle neck, surveying these men who went from stunned to showing a desire to conquer. If this continued, she definitely wouldn't escape tonight.
"Eric, you have a girlfriend. Aren't you afraid what I'm going through today might happen to your girlfriend too?" Sophie didn't call out to anyone else, just him.
"Eric, I trusted you, that's why I came with you. If I fall here today, will your conscience be at peace?" Sophie's words were forceful, though her voice still trembled slightly.
Eric felt his scalp tighten from her calls.
Actually, they had been playing like this for a long time. Whenever they saw a pretty girl, they'd find ways to lure her over to play together.
In the end, they'd settle it with money.
In their minds, even if they toyed with girls, it didn't matter—money could solve everything in the end.
A beautiful woman like Sophie, didn't she just want to use her looks to find a rich man?
The guy who got hit went crazy. Ignoring his bleeding head, he charged at Sophie again.
Sophie raised the broken bottle in her hand, aiming it at him, "Right now, even if I stab this into your heart, it's only self-defense!"
Her fierce determination excited the others even more.
Just as everyone was preparing to help the man surround Sophie, someone received a phone call. He looked at Sophie with an unusual expression, "Hey, don't touch her!"