Chapter 388
In truth, Sophia did not take the matter of the photos to heart. Even if Alexander had not made it back
that night, she would still have believed him.
At her very first sight of him, she had known the kind of person he was.
He was exceedingly apathetic in nature, loathed to interfere in other people''s affairs, and detested
having others interfere in his. In fact, he would not even spare anyone or anything that he had no
interest in a single nce.
Never would he stoop to doing something so underhanded as lying.
The worst she had ever seen of him was his indifference toward their three years of marriage. Beyond
that, he had never done anything vile.
As for the photos, they were snapped at tricky angles, leading to suggestive postures. Right then,
someone even sent them to her doorstep. She was no fool, so she naturally would not allow herself to
be led by the nose.
Samuel had suppressed the photos, stopping them from being leaked out. Thus, few were aware of
their existence.
Ever since Samuel had sent the photos to Sophia that night, he had been on tenterhooks every single
day, terrified that he would receive news of Sophia and Alexander breaking up because of some
rtionship issues one day.
After fretting for four to five days, he finally broke down and gave Alexander a call.
Alexander had been in a considerably good mood these past few days. Consequently, even his tone
toward Samuel was better than usual. “What''s up?”
Hearing the man''s upbeat tone, Samuel could not help clicking his tongue. “You seem to be in a pretty
good mood, Alex.”
Although Alexander was in high spirits, he knew that Samuel never had anything nice to say,
considering thetter''s character.
As such, he had no ns to shoot the breeze with the man. “Spit it out.”
Samuel had been gripped by apprehension before making the call, but his anxiety promptly
disappeared after the call went through and he heard Alexander''s upbeat tone. That aside, he even
had the urge to taunt thetter.
As reality then proved it, he failed to curb that impulse. Right after Alexander had spoken, he daringly
asked, “Sophia didn''t mind after seeing the photos?”
“What''s there to mind?”
She''s not dumb like him.
Catching the hint of mockery in Alexander''s voice, Samuel could not resistmenting, “That doesn''t
make sense. Any woman would be upset to see her boyfriend photographed intimately with another
woman. Could it be that she doesn''t love you?”
The instant the man said that, Alexander''s face went as ck as thunder. “Buzz off!”
Having said that, he hung up right away.
Sure enough, he never has anything great to say!
Contrarily, a faint sense of thrill suffused Samuel as he stared at his phone screen with the words “call
ended” written on it.
Whoa! It''s actually quite exciting to anger Alexander!
Despite having been snarled at by Alexander, he could tell that the photos that had worried him for
several days could not make any waves between Alexander and Sophia. Neither of them appeared to
be bothered.
Why is Sophia different from other girls? She should at least mor for a breakup so that Alexander
would be down in the dumps and I could rejoice in his suffering! Ah, what a pity! Oh, well...
Meanwhile, Sophia was oblivious to Samuel''s thoughts since the photos did not bother her much.
She was far more curious about the line of thinking of the woman in the photos that thetter could
come up with such a substandard tactic.
God probably perceived her curiosity, for Jazzlyn came looking for her.
When the woman strutted over, Sophia and Yvonne had only taken their seats a moment ago.
Sophia had gone to Magic Sense for an inspection at a little over ten o''clock that morning. It happened
to be lunchtime when she left, so she took Yvonne for lunch at a restaurant at the square nearby.
As it was a workday, there were few patrons in the restaurant.
The click of Jazzlyn''s high heels was awfully loud as she approached.
Only when she had reached Sophia and Yvonne''s table did shee to a stop.
Lifting her head, Sophia eyed the woman standing by her table. At a single nce, she recognized the
latter as the woman in the photos—Jazzlyn Cadogan.
“Nice to meet you, Ms. Yarrow. I''m Jazzlyn Cadogan, spelled J-A-Z-Z-L-Y-N.”
Jazzlyn held a hand out. The nails on her long and slender fingers were painted bright red, garishly
ostentatious and vivid.
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As Sophia studied the woman, intrigue danced in her eyes even as a faint smile bloomed on her face.
“Nice to meet you, Ms. Cadogan.”
Subsequently, Jazzlyn turned her gaze to Yvonne, who was seated across from Sophia. “Excuse me
miss, but could you please sit elsewhere? I''ve got something to say to Ms. Yarrow.”
While it was a question, her bodynguage had made it evident that she expected Yvonne to leave.
Yvonne nced at Sophia and only left after gaining approval from thetter. She got up and gave her
seat to Jazzlyn.
As soon as she had left, Jazzlyn plopped down across from Sophia unceremoniously.
She looked Sophia up and down before remarking, “Sure enough, you''re a beautiful woman, Ms.
Yarrow. No wonder Alexander is obsessed with you.”
She took the initiative to mention Alexander, going straight to the heart of the matter. Her tone was as
provocative as ever.
Her attitude made it clear as day that she was not there for an amicable chat.
Sophia poured a ss of fruit juice unhurriedly. When it was three-quarters full, she slid the ss over
to Jazzlyn. “Have some fruit juice, Ms. Cadogan.”
Jazzlyn shifted her gaze to the ss of fruit juice in front of her. Then, she lifted her head and fixed her
eyes on the woman before her.
Beforeing over, she had long since made inquiries about Sophia and knew that the woman was no
easy prey. However, she had not expected thetter to be calm and unruffled even after hearing
Alexander''s name out of her mouth. What was more, she had spoken in a provocative tone, yet the
smile on Sophia''s face remained unchanged.
She had never met such an interesting woman before. Thanking Sophia graciously, she picked up the
ss of fruit juice and took a drink.
Sophia likewise took a sip of the fruit juice in front of her. She sat there and waited calmly for the
woman to continue speaking.
At the same time, Jazzlyn was also waiting for Sophia to speak. One of the skills of negotiation was to
refrain from being the person to initiate the conversation.
That was something her father taught her. She had always felt that she was good at doing so, and
since she was going up against Sophia this time, she was all the more determined to win the game.
After the stalemate between them had persisted for a few seconds, Sophia furtively quirked a brow and
started, “I reckon you didn''t specifically seek me out to have lunch with me, Ms. Cadogan?”
“Of course not.”
Eyeballing Sophia, Jazzlyn inwardly looked down upon her. Hah! It''d only been a few seconds, but
she''d lost her cool. It seems that she isn''t impressive as the rumors im.
At that thought, her confidence soared. “I was the one who sent those photos to you, Ms. Yarrow. I
didn''t mean anything by it. I just sent them to you for your viewing pleasure because I think they''re
pretty nicely taken.”
Sophia shed her a smile. “Indeed, the photos are pretty good.”
Reserve psychology, huh? I''ve seen it far too often!
She scrutinized the woman before her, finding the heiress of Kindle Corporation an intriguing individual.
Well, I''m bored anyway, so I''ll y with her for a bit.
At Sophia''s reply, Jazzlyn''s eyes constricted imperceptibly. I underestimated her. Even now, she can
still remain so calm and unruffled.
She changed her sitting posture. “Honestly, I''m indeed interested in Alexander. You won''t be jealous,
will you, Ms. Yarrow?”