Chapter 121 His Hand On Her Forehead

Charles hummed a reply, seemingly pensive. "He's doing it for his sister." "???" For a moment, Zachary could not understand him. "How does Sophia have anything to do with his business?" Charles looked up at him. After a moment, he said slowly, "You? A gold medal lawyer? Are those people blind or is your brain flooded?" "Charles, you should be stoked to have a friend like me in your life. I’m the only one who can stand your temper!" Zachary pushed his glasses and squinted his eyes at him. "Sterling is learning how to manage a business because he’s trying to save Sophia from your clutches, right?" Charles turned his head and looked out the window. Sophia was standing at the railing with her back turned against him. She was scrawny; her back lonely. It was hard to associate her with the arrogant noble daughter from two years ago. His heart twitched in pain uncontrollably. It felt as though insects and ants were gnawing on it. "Feeling sorry for her?" Zachary followed his gaze. "You