Cecilia and Brycen also went their separate ways.
They were still the award presenters for this award ceremony.
Cecilia was the ageless goddess in the circle, looking like Sophia’s sister. She was ethereal and cool, and when her eyes curved, people felt as if a fairy had descended to earth.
Although Brycen was over fifty, he still exuded an air of righteousness, showing no signs of gaining weight.
Sophia had completely inherited the advantages of these two people.
Sophia, unable to bear watching the two of them pretending to be strangers while their eyes still exchanged expressions of love, ran off to some other place.
Otherwise, cating this dog food might have choked me to death.
After the awards ceremony ended.
Sophia was mingling with people together with Mike.
Mike was hungry, so he ran off to the side to eat some snacks.
Sophia stood aside, resting in utter boredom
As a result, Pierce, who hadn’t been seen for a few days, walked towards.
- me.
His gaze was deep and inscrutable, shrouded in darkness.
He looked at her, seemingly suppressing some emotion.
Sophia was somewhat bewildered, still twirling a glass of champagne in her hand, when she heard him speak in a low, slow voice;
“Joshua was missing, just this afternoon, during his follow–up at the hospital, he disappeared.”
Sophia was stunned, silent, just looking at him with a quiet and cold
gaze.
Joshua was missing, so he immediately suspected himself?
Sophia suddenly found it somewhat amusing.
She tugged at the corner of her mouth, “So what? Are you here to question me?”
“Sophia, he was just a child who couldn’t speak…”
He threatened no one.
Pierce had a gruff voice and deep–set eyes, seemingly suppressing his emotions deliberately.
Sophia lowered her gaze, heavily placing the cup in her hand down, and looked up at him:
“Pierce, just because I asked him if he was following Emelia, you
suspected that I would harm him. Now that he’s missing, you’re suspecting that I’m the one who did it, right?”
Pierce’s brows were tightly furrowed, seemingly wrestling with some kind of conflict and pain:
“I trusted you, but Emelia said she saw you…”
Sophia rolled her eyes speechlessly, taking a deep breath.
Emelia really didn’t miss any opportunity to frame her!
Perhaps one day she would die and even leave a will saying it was Sophia who caused it!
Such bad luck!
Before she could even speak, Emelia rushed over from the corridor, her face deathly pale, tears falling like they cost nothing, and suddenly knelt in front of Sophia.
“Ms. Cruise, please, I beg you to give me back my child. I know I was wrong. I won’t bother you anymore, I will stay far away. Please, spare my child!”
He was only three years old, he couldn’t be without me. Where did you hide him?
“If you must torment someone, torment me, not my child……”
Sophia frowned, looking at the scene before her with a cold expression.
Her leg was held by Emelia, she couldn’t pull it out no matter how hard she tried.
Almost everyone around had looked over here.
Sophia suddenly became the center of attention, and in such a shameful
way.
Pierce had pulled her up in the past, Emelia reluctantly let go of Sophia.
However, the crying did not stop at all, it was so annoying that it upset people.
Mike stood by, shocked:
“Why are you crying? If you’ve lost your child, go to the police. What use is it to kneel here and cry?”
“It was Ms. Cruise who did it, I saw it with my own eyes…”
Before Emelia could finish speaking through her tears, Cecilia elegantly and confidently walked over.
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“Did you see Sophia take your child away with your own eyes?”
Emelia paused slightly, sniffing.
“Yes, that silhouette looked exactly like her!”
Cecilia pursed her lips, hiding the disgust on her face, and looked up at Pierce, saying:
“Mr. Clement, you are a man of judgment, you should know that the line between shadows and images is blurred. Without evidence, this is nothing but slander and defamation.”
“This is a public place, spreading rumors is also a crime.”
Pierce slightly furrowed his brow, not knowing why, but he felt a sense of fear when he looked at Cecilia.
He replied in a deep voice:
“Of course, she was upset and worried, I apologized on her behalf.”
Cecilia tugged at the corner of her mouth, a hint of indifference in her eyes and brows:
To my knowledge, Sophia has kept her distance from you since her divorce. The previous incident with your child left her utterly humiliated,
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yet she harbored no resentment towards the child.
It’s been so long, yet you still clung to her, suspecting her at the slightest sign of trouble.
Was it a guilty conscience, or was there an ulterior motive?
“Perhaps it’s better this way, I think I should call the police. It’s better for both parties.”
