Chapter 118: That Time We Met Five Years Back

What was Sophia gonna do about this tricky spot she was in? She popped open a bottle of wine, pacing around the room, deep in thought. Should she spill the beans to Ethan and persuade him to get personalized medical help? Or should she just let the effects of the drug wear off slowly, bit by bit? Sophia took a swig of the strong whiskey, a cheeky grin creeping onto her face. Nah! Neither of these choices seemed right to her. Why should she hope for Ethan's recovery when she couldn't have him to herself? If she couldn't have him, wouldn't it be more fun to see him fall apart? She made up her mind not to warn Ethan. Heck, she even thought of giving him another dose when the chance came up. If his fixation on the woman who had turned him down kept eating at him, wouldn't he eventually implode and kill her? The thought of such an outcome was weirdly thrilling to Sophia... …… Meanwhile. Vivian had just left Ethan and went straight to the 31st floor. To her surprise, Christophe