Chapter 162 You Can Never Beat A Businessman

Charles looked over Victor’s shoulder and his gaze fell on Sophia. He had only managed to catch a fleeting glimpse before the doctor and nurses pushed Sophia out of the ward. They quickly disappeared from his sight. "No offense, but I heard that Mr. Harris rejected Ms. White when she offered to get in bed with you some time ago. So why did you..." Victor did not finish his sentence but simply bent over and picked up the torn patient blouse from the ground. The implication was clear. Charles took the patient blouse from him and frowned slightly, having absolutely no interest to explain himself. He took two steps to the left in an attempt to get around him. Victor, however, mimicked him and took two steps to the left as well, barring his way. "Please step aside, Dr. Hemingway." Charles sounded polite, but coolness had started creeping into the depth of his eyes. "Not this time." The dimple at the corner of Victor's mouth was very shallow, containing a hint of teasing and taunting. "