Chapter 882


    Even if he offered his own flesh and body, it still would not have made a difference.


    “Mr. Mitchell, about Sophia and I, don’t you think…” Michael trailed off when he saw the needle again.


    Cooper gave him a distasteful look and answered, “Don’t you even think about it!”


    Carmen was back with them and she had wrapped herself in Cooper’s arm before dozing off to sleep.


    Upon looking at her round face in hisp, as cute as she was, she did not have the energy to help to rally


    support for her father. Michael could only hasten himself.


    At night, Cooper brought Carmen and Sophia back to the hotel to rest while he packed his belongings


    to return to Bayside City the next day. As Carmen wanted to sleep with her grandpa on the same bed,


    Sophia, who was alone, huddled under the covers and spoke with Michael over the phone. They even


    chatted animatedly past midnight. Then, under the pretext of heading to have a barbecue, she sneaked


    out and found her way to his hotel. She wanted to give him a memorable farewell.


    Michael had no choice but to remain at the film studio for a while, so Sophia figured that they probably


    would not have time to meet up with each other once she returned to Bayside City. She figured that at


    the very least, she should have some fun on herst night there.


    After they made love, Sophia wanted to take a shower before leaving, but she never expected that


    Michael was adamant in not allowing her to leave. As a result, she stayed the night with him.


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    She was enjoying herst round with him in bed when she suddenly heard a booming voice outside the


    hotel’s window at dawn. It was a woman shrieking hysterically in a piercing voice. “Michael, you better


    come out now! Come out now! If you don’t, I will kill myself and I will keep to my word! I’ll give you one


    minute—if you still refuse toe out and give me an exnation, I will jump from here!”


    Upon hearing the voice, it sounded like it came from somewhere close by. Because the wee hours of the


    morning had always been apanied with silence, the sudden hysterical cries seemed to have


    traveled at a deafening volume.


    Michael rose to his feet and drew the blinds to peek outside. He saw a figure standing on the roof of the


    hotel next to his. That person was holding a loudspeaker and appeared to be hysterically shouting into


    it. Isn’t that Irene Weber? He spotted Irene standing alone at the ledge of the building, preparing to jump


    at any moment as she yelled into the loudspeaker for the entire world to hear.


    Michael had only slightly pulled the blinks to reveal a gap, but a ray of light spilled into the hotel room


    and was reflected in his eyes. His eyes were as dark as ck ink as it did not have any expression.


    Irene arrived at the film studio and discovered that he was also in the same vicinity to film a movie.


    However, the film set had bodyguards there—one of them even witnessed his colleagues throwing her


    out. She wanted to head to Michael’s hotel to harass him, but only knew the name of his amodation


    without no knowledge on the floor he was on. The hotel had many entrances and exits, making it


    impossible for her to block them even if she wanted to. It was also unexpected that she would even


    threaten tomit suicide in the middle of the night.


    With one final nce, he closed the doubleyered and sound-proofed warming windows. The minute


    he did so, everything that happened outside no longer had anything to do with him.


    “What’s the matter?”


    “Nothing. Let’s go on.”


    If she really wanted to kill herself, she could easily locate one of the nearby skyscrapers and make a


    grand departure. Instead, she deliberately arrived in the middle of the night to cause a scene. Armed with


    a loudspeaker, she had created such a huge fuss for the entire world to hear, which did not resemble the


    behavior of a suicidal person.


    In the end, Irene had managed to single-handedly arouse half the city from their sleep in a state of


    shock. Yet, Michael, who was living in the hotel opposite, was surprised to learn that she jumped from


    the building, much to his dismay.


    By then, the fire brigade had already gathered at the ground floor and was prepared with an inted air


    cushion, which they had conveniently prepped, to catch Irene as shended. It was a pity that she


    jumped from a building that was only seven to eight stories tall, so she had only suffered superficial


    injuries and was immediately rushed to the hospital. At dawn, media outlets had caught wind of the story


    and reported on the coveted love triangle.


    She naturally epted the invitation to be interviewed and portrayed herself as the innocent, pitiful


    woman who had been abandoned. She evenmented that it was Michael who had a change of heart


    and left her.


    Despite all of her pleads and cries, he never showed up to visit her at the hospital. However, the incident


    that happened the night before had caused Michael’s reputation to be affected; one of which was the


    revtion of his genuine identity. Now, the world was aware of his background—he was in fact one of the


    Fletchers and a descendant of the military!


    It did not matter whether his true identity had been exposed. After all, he had already received the


    approval and recognition from the Fletcher Family. He shifted his name to the Fletcher Family’s ancestral


    grave and arranged for a joint burial with Theo. Their marriage application had also been approved and


    on Ancestors’ Day, Michael proved himself to the family by burning his original paperwork. He was no


    longer an illegitimate child, but rather a dignified and legitimate person by birth.


    Irene had spent the night throwing tantrums at the window which faced the direction of the hotel where


    Michael stayed. On the other hand, he was having a good time with Sophia in his hotel room.


    It was only in the morning when Cooper learned from his bodyguards that Sophia had sneaked out. He


    rushed to Michael’s room and knocked on the door, only to find Michael in the middle of brushing his


    teeth.


    “Hey, Mr. Mitchell. I’m guessing that you’re here to look for Sophia. She’s pretty bushed fromst night,


    so she is still asleep. Since you both are leaving on your private jet, I don’t suppose you’re in a hurry?


    Come on in and take a seat,” he warmly greeted while holding the door open and ushering the moody


    Cooper inside. A half-naked Michael purposefully moved around the room within Cooper’s view, so as to


    make it obvious that his daughter resembled cooked rice. On the other hand, Michael wanted to remind


    Cooper that what had been done could not be undone and Sophia was already an adult!


    Cooper grew up with the local influence and even instilled the same principles in Sophia. Cooked rice?


    That’s impossible; even if rice was cooked into porridge, it would still be a bowl of sloppy, innocent mush


    —nothing could change that. Did Michael think that he will be able to have Sophia with him after a night


    of fun? He must be out of his mind!


    Meanwhile, Carmen found the bed that she previously slept on and retrieved the stack of hard-earned


    money hidden beneath the pillow. She counted all of the money in the pile and securely tied them with an


    stic band before shoving it into her backpack. Then, she happily carried her backpack before heading


    off. This is all my hard-earned money!


    Even before Sophia could have enough sleep, she was already woken up by Carmen and yawned while


    heading out the door. Michael was dressed and ready to make his way to the film set. Before he left, he


    pulled Sophia into an embrace and kissed her. “Don’t forget to call me,” he said.


    The two of them then kissed in front of Cooper. An excited Carmen also jumped up and down while she


    uttered, “I also want a kiss, Daddy!”


    When Michael squatted and gave Carmen a peck, Cooper’s exasperated expression could not help but


    melt away.


    Once that was done, Cooper led both girls to the garage where his escort car was parked. They


    immediately entered the car and made their way to the airport to board the private jet that would take


    them back to Bayside City.


    After Michael had said goodbye to Sophia, he felt a sense of emptiness in himself although he was


    pleased. At least he had ovee the important step and pushed it out of the way. Once he was done


    with the filming and had perfectly portrayed Cooper’s father, he and Sophia could be together as long as


    Cooper was satisfied with the film’s oue.


    Meanwhile, in a hospital close to the film studio, Irene had been waiting for two whole days, but Michael


    still did not show up. He could not even be bothered to send his representative to visit her. In an attempt


    to vent her frustrations toward him, she threw any bottle that she could find in her ward.


    “Michael Fletcher! What on earth do you want me to do? Go to hell, all of you Fletchers!”


    A bottle of tonic, which the filming crew had sent, was flung across the room. The bottle rolled to the


    edge of the doorway of the ward before resting against the tip of a leather-pointed shoe.


    She instantly perked up, thinking that he had sent someone to visit her. As her gaze tracked upward from


    the leather-pointed shoe to the person’s face, it was Sandra’s face which she saw instead. Irene’s


    beaming face instantly fell and dampened her mood.


    “What are you doing here? Are you here tough at me too?