Dixon clenched his fist. He knew that Chris is Eugene's younger brother. However, he is a businessman. He only has a cooperative relationship with the big names in the fashion industry. He doesn't know the inside story, so he thinks Chris did this in order to pursue Sonia. His expression changed immediately. Carney hesitated. "Well, Mr. Borris... let's cooperate with the company to test it?"
Dixon didn't speak.
He was jealous. He was going crazy with jealousy.
But he had no right to say it.
After a long time, the man said hoarsely, "No. Keep an eye on Chris for me. Don't let him get too close to Sonia."
"Oh..." Carney looked at Dixon, softly said, "Mr. Borris, it's OK. I said before, maybe... they are good friends?"
Dixon felt that this comfort sounded particularly ironic now. What did he do when Sonia liked him? He deserved it.
"I know." Countless thoughts passed through his mind. Dixon could only say this.
He can no longer be part of Sonia's life selfishly only by his preferences as before.
Carney knew what Dixon was thinking. He felt powerless. It is such a painful thing to love someone without having her.
Sonia came home that night and received a mysterious phone call.
"Is it Sonia? How do you feel about that news report?"
The voice over there was hoarse. Victor immediately frowned when he heard the sound. "Who is it?" Sonia hung up directly, "Strange calls."
"Why did he call?"
Victor stared at the string of numbers. "Mommy, didn't you be photographed by someone, not carelessly, but someone deliberately drags you down?"
Sonia had been silent for a long time. "It's possible."
"Give me the number." Victor suddenly became alert. After all, it is very likely that the Millers did this. Before Caldwell and Carl completely solved Cecil, he must be vigilant to all the details. "Don't answer strangers' calls casually."
"Yeah." Sonia touched Victor's head. "I know."
At that night, Eugene and Chris lived in Sonia's home. Even Asuka came here. Leon's villa was very crowded. He made some supper for everyone. Several people sat on the tatami in the study to play games. Victor made an excuse to go to bed and went back to his room early. Then, he turned on his computer and mobile phone to start contacting someone.
"What?"
When Dixon saw the number on his mobile phone, he was stunned. Then he heard a tender but cold voice. "Mr. Borris, today, a suspicious person called my mommy and asked her how she felt when she was exposed in the news. I suspect that someone deliberately followed her."
This series of direct words surprised Dixon. He tried to be calm. "OK, give me the number and I'll check it."
"No, I found him."
Victor's expression was cold, Dixon opposite too. "I have found him. It is an IP address from abroad." Abroad!
There was also an IP address from abroad that send him various messages. Will it be the same person this time?
Dixon turned cold, and then said, "Send me that IP serial number through email."