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Chapter 840

    Chapter 840


    Faye was blinded by rage earlier, but now that Sandra had given her an idea, enthusiasm instantly


    flooded her. She’s right. At present, I can only retaliate in this manner! After making up her mind, she


    hurriedly contacted herwyer tomit daylight robbery by demanding a king’s ransom! It’ll be great if


    she agrees since I’ll be recouping all the damages I’ve suffered. However, if she refuses, I can continue


    kicking up a fuss, too!


    Meanwhile, when the press conference had ended, Sophia said to Michael, “Let’s go for dinner! My


    treat.”


    My goddess is offering to treat me to dinner? With just the two of us? Michael was inwardly ecstatic, but


    outwardly, he maintained a nonchnt expression. “Are you sure? Didn’t Dad say toe home early


    for dinner?” he reminded, sounding conflicted.


    Cooper’s love for Sophia was so overwhelming that he’d have eyes on her 24/7 if possible. Despite the


    press conference on this day, he still called every half an hour to inquire about her. But to be fair, if it


    were Carmen who’d gone out, Michael, the gray-haired old father, would definitely be pacing anxiously


    as well.


    However, Sophia was already walking away. “It’s fine. I’ll just give him a call. Let’s go to Uncle Sam’s


    Crimson House for dinner.” Thus, Michael briskly followed.


    At home, when Cooper learned that Sophia wasn’ting home for dinner, his face turned as ck as


    charcoal. Nheless, he said nothing, merely asking her toe home earlier.


    In Crimson House’s best private room, a candlestick sat on the dining table. As the candlelight flickered,


    an intimate and romantic air enveloped the ce amidst the elegant strains of piano. The two people at


    the table clinked sses lightly, creating a tinkling sound. Thereafter, Sophia raised her ss slightly


    with a single hand and sipped from it.


    As they ate, they talked in a low voice, their topics ranging from the stock market to real estate besides


    also talking about the interesting things Michael encountered during his filming throughout the years. In


    fact, they talked about everything under the sun.


    Sophia listened attentively, interjecting andughing asionally. Having indulged in red wine, her petite


    face was stained with a hint of scarlet, her eyes slightly ssy. Her zed eyes seemed as though they


    held an infinite ocean, rendering her entire person immensely breathtakingly.


    “How’s the performance of the stock I rmended to you the other day?” Michael asked, raising his


    ss.


    Sophia ordered medium-well steak but found it rather dismal after eating some, so she left half of it


    uneaten. Jabbing the remaining half with her fork from time to time, she answered, “Not bad. It’s doing


    good, having gone up quite a bit, so I made a little over ten million. By the way, when are you nning to


    send Carmen to kindergarten?”


    Speaking of their child, the two of them turned solemn. Michael replied, “Carmen is almost two and a half


    years old, so it’s about time for her to attend kindergarten. She’s definitely going to kindergarten since


    children need to mix with their peers.”


    Then, hemented, “I raised Nate, but in an attempt to protect him, I’ve never had him attend


    kindergarten. I employed an early education expert and gave him the best education, yet he’s been


    isted since young, with few friends. He doesn’t like talking to people either… It’s all on me.”


    Finally, he asserted, “Thus, Carmen has to attend kindergarten. She can’t be too isted, so I had Hale


    drop his kid off at our ce.”


    Recently, Sophia had noticed that Vi No. 8 had seen an increase in the number of children who stuck


    to Carmen every day. Having so many friends to y with, she wasn’t even interested ining home


    anymore. Michael is truly a tender and considerate person!


    When she snapped back to reality, she saw that Michael had already taken her half-eaten steak, which


    she couldn’t quite bring herself to finish yet didn’t want to waste, and he was eating it with relish. “Why


    did you do that?” Shock inundated her.


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    However, Michael was used to it. Not only did he finish her half-eaten steak, but he also ate her


    unfinished fruit sd. “You had a difficult life when you were young, often having no food to eat, so you


    cherish food a lot. When you go out for a meal, you only order what you want to eat, but you be


    distressed when you can’t finish the food at times. You don’t want to waste it, yet you find it troublesome


    to request for takeaway, so you force yourself to finish it.”


    For that reason, he then became her recycle bin for unfinished food. He would often be seen eating her


    unfinished steak, the coriander in her beef noodles, and the green pepper she disliked in her shredded


    meat dish. Of course, he knew that she loathed wasting food, probably because she was once destitute,


    at the mercy of others for even a bite of clean and fresh rice in the past. Hence, she was still exceedingly


    thrifty even after having money to her name, food wastage her pet peeve.


    Sophia froze for a moment before she smiled, not knowing what to say in response. When he’d finished


    her half-eaten steak and fruit sd, she asked in curiosity, with a hand resting on her cheek, “Back then,


    I was just a pet you bought. Why have you always been so good to me?”


    Upon hearing this, Michael knew that Cooper had given her a fake story again. In Cooper’s mouth, he’d


    probably be a shameless old man who spent 80,000 to purchase her so that he could ravage her


    every day.


    However, Sophia knew that Cooper’s version of events wasn’t true. Michael had always regarded her as


    family, a fact that he’d never once concealed.


    “Bought? Never once have I said that I bought you. I merely offered ten million as bride price to marry


    you. We’re a legally married couple.”


    After he was done eating, Michael suddenly said, “Oh yes, there’s something I’ve been meaning to give


    you.” He then took out a card from his wallet and slid it over to Sophia. While the card was preserved


    nicely with a stic sleeve, one could still tell that it was a few years old. The words Bayside University


    were printed on the card, while Sophia’s name was written at the corner with a ballpoint pen.


    “What is this?” Sophia questioned, curious.


    His lips curving upward, Michael replied with a smile, “This is the meal card you used when you attended


    Bayside University. There’s still money in there, so remember to go and use it when you’re free. After all,


    you were still thinking about the remaining money when you took your graduation photo!”


    After having been poor for half her life, Sophia was done with poverty. Back then, she practically killed


    herself to get into Bayside University just because Bayside University provided top students a generous


    meal subsidy. Meals and amodation would be free of charge, while tuition could be covered with a


    student loan. This was so perfect for her that it all sounded like a dream.


    Although she was already making money when she got into Bayside University, she abandoned the


    thought of eating all the delicious food out there, going to the cafeteria instead when she could do so


    since the subsidy issued was in the meal card! When she left upon graduation, she was very much


    reluctant because she hadn’t yet finished the money within the meal card!


    Sophia stared at the meal card while listening to Michael speak of its history, bursting into giggles every


    so often. Out of the blue, she stood up and suggested, “It’s still early, so let’s go to Bayside University


    now and finish the money in the meal card. There’s no time like the present!”


    Without a word of objection, Michael slipped on his jacket and offered, “I’ll lead the way.”


    Since Sophia had dered that she’d be paying, it was certainly a done deal. Anyhow, Michael felt that


    he was a kept man now, merely waiting for her to foot the bill. As he followed her out of Crimson House


    like a puppy, he remarked, “Back then, you wholeheartedly hoped that you could make money and


    support me one day, making me a kept man.” Now, she’s finally getting her wish!
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