Chapter 265

Chapter 265 Where did Sophia want to go?

If she could, she wanted to stay away from Jason and find a quiet place to wait for death.

However, with this man’s current obsession with her, wanting him to let go of her was simply wishful thinking. It was harder than ascending to the heavens.

“Let’s go back to Lust. I know a few colleagues there and I can chat with them daily.”

But Jason frowned.

He was very resistant to her returning to that place.

Previously, it was there where he had brought her to George and asked her to accompany Mr. Greg Harvey from Clumond City.

If she moved in, it would constantly remind him of what he had done to her, and it would also hurt her.

“I have other properties in Cester City. Why don’t you...”

Without waiting for him to finish, Sophia reached out and covered herself with a blanket, pretending to lie down.

Seeing this, Jason quickly reached out to grab her waist and narrowed his eyes at her.

Sophia looked at him and said indifferently, “Since you don’t want me to go to Lust, I’ll stay in this hotel.”

“Staying in a hotel? Don’t even think about it!” Jason thought.

This hotel was owned by the Watson Group. Even if he sent men to guard her 24 hours a day, she still could not avoid George’s private harassment.

Besides, this woman had received Mr. Watson’s 10 million dollars. The two of them were plotting how to escape his control.

Wouldn’t leaving her in a hotel under the Watson Group make it easier for them to escape secretly?

How stupid was he to place her in Mr. Watson’s sphere of inflúence?

Although Lust was a mix of good and bad people, it was still his territory after all. He could immediately control any movement she made.

At the thought of this, Jason picked Soh up horizontally and strode out.

Sophia stared at him coldly. “Why? Are you going to put me under house arrest?”

Jason pursed his lips and clasped his arms tightly, “I’ll send you to Lust.”

In the Villa of the Watson family, George brought the hotel manager to see Mr. Watson.

In the living room, after Mr. Watson found out about the ins and outs of the matter, he slapped the table hard.

“All of you went to curry favor with her and helped her do those dirty things. Is it because I’ve already died?”

1/3 5 18:29 Wed, 3 Chapter 265 The manager knelt on the ground with a thud and said with a trembling voice, “Mr.Roger. 1–I really didn’t take the initiative to curry favor.

It was Miss Ada who came to me and asked me to drug the wine. I didn’t dare to offend her, so I could only listen to her orders.”

The veins on Mr. Watson’s forehead bulged.

Yesterday, he had tried his best to persuade that girl not to be rash and wait patiently.

But she just agreed on the surface. He did not expect that after only one night, she would cause such a scene and be caught red–handed by George.

She was so stupid. Was she really a Watson?

+5 After taking a few deep breaths to suppress the anger in his chest, Mr. Watson asked in a low voice, “Other than letting you drug her, what else did she do?”

The manager glanced at George and forced himself to say, “I–I even sent her photos of George and Miss Sophia having sex.”

“Nonsense.” Mr. Watson suddenly stood up from the sofa.

Previously, he only had objections to Ada, but he was completely disappointed in her now.

He was not stupid. He knew what that girl wanted to do with the bed photo.

She was just using this to threaten Sophia.

However, Sophia had already promised to leave Cester City and Jason within a month.

If she did this, it was very likely that she would anger Sophia and cause their deal to fail.

She was really nothing but a failure.

George glanced at Mr. Watson and nodded. “Mr. Watson, you know the whole story.

“I have not come here tonight to make an inquest, but to ask you to come forward and persuade Miss Ada to hand over those photographs.”

Mr. Watson rubbed between his eyebrows and said tiredly, “Don’t worry, I’ll handle this matter properly. You can go back first.”

At this point, he looked down at the hotel manager on the ground.

“As for him, fire him. Don’t make a big fuss.”

“Yes.”