Sophia paused momentarily and then smiled at Javier. “Mr. Whitton, you gave me such a great gift today, so I thought I should return the favor.” While speaking, she flashed a half-smile at him. “Mr. Whitton, you must have some interesting collections in your study, right? Let me clear them out for you. Those things are not worthy of you.”
Just then, the other members of the Whitton family inside the poker room ran out and saw the broken vases on the floor. Javier’s youngest daughter immediately exclaimed, “Oh my god! What’s happening here? This is Dad’s favorite vase!”
Upon hearing this exclamation, Sophia’s smile grew wider. She looked at the one who shouted and said, “Really? Then I have good taste.”
As she talked, she went upstairs with the baseball bat in hand.
When he was younger, Javier was a figure of authority. After he came down from his position due to old age, he became someone who only picked on the weak. In the past, he thought Sophia was a pushover. However, she had now come to his house with a baseball bat and smashed his precious antique collection. Javier could feel his blood pressure rising.
They could only watch as Sophia went upstairs with the baseball bat. A dangerous glint flashed in her beautiful eyes, as if she would hit anyone with the baseball bat should they block her way.
Javier stepped to the side subconsciously, and Sophia passed by the Whitton family members with a smile. Alexander followed close behind her.
Once he saw Alexander, Javier’s expression changed.
Isn’t Sophia supposed to be the abandoned daughter-in-law of the Xenos family? It’s the day after New Year’s, so why is Alexander here with her?
As his train of thought went on, he grew more stressed.
When those men acted against Sophia tonight, was Alexander at the scene too? If he was, then I’ve offended him too.
Once he thought of that, Javier’s complexion turned pale. In addition, he was in greater despair when he heard crashing sounds from the third floor.
Sophia made an accurate guess that Javier’s study had many precious things, and she smashed everything she saw.
Javier’s children were the ones who reacted first. Some ran upstairs and tried to stop Sophia but were forced back by Alexander.
Raymond, Luke, and their other brother stayed at the back after they were beaten by Alexander once. Meanwhile, Javier’s daughters screamed at the door’s entrance, “Oh my god! We need the police! Call the police! This is savagery!”
After Sophia broke the last one, she nodded in satisfaction at the mess in the room. Then, she turned to Luke and walked up to him with a smile on her face. “I’ve heard a lot about you, Mr. Luke.”
Luke was known to be perverted, but when he saw Sophia swinging the bat around, his legs went weak. “Sophia, do you know the consequences of doing this?”
“I know,” she answered.
The question now was would the Whitton family involve the police in this matter?
Sophia scoffed and held the bat against Luke’s neck. “I don’t have a good temper, so remember this. Don’t. Mess. With. Me.”
After she warned him, she retracted the baseball bat, and Luke fell limp to the ground from fear.
She glanced at Alexander and planned to leave. However, one of Javier’s daughters stopped her. “Who are you? Do you know what day it is today? Why did you come and break everything? Are you crazy? Stay here! I’ve already called the police!”
Javier’s youngest daughter was infuriated when she saw the mess in the house. If it were not for the baseball bat in Sophia’s hand, she would have gone up to slap the latter.
The Whitton family was reputable and respected in Coldbridge. They had never seen such an arrogant person who dared to come into their residence and smash things up.
Sophia lifted an eyebrow. “Are you serious, Ms. Whitton? Do I have to pick an auspicious day to cause trouble?”
When you guys attacked me, did you choose a nice date?
Chuckling, she then said, “Okay. Let’s wait for the police.”
She knew the consequences of coming here today.
At most, she just had to pay some money. However, the same could not apply to Javier. She had plenty of evidence that could send Javier to jail for a life sentence.
Right at this moment, Javier recollected himself and pushed past his children. “Ms. Yarrow, I don’t understand why you’re doing this? I think there’s a misunderstanding between us.” He then turned to order, “Logan, make coffee for Ms. Yarrow and Mr. Xenos.”
After he commanded Logan, Javier walked up to Alexander with a smile. “Mr. Xenos, I’m sure there must be a misunderstanding between Ms. Yarrow and me. I won’t press charges for tonight’s matter. Why don’t we sit and talk? Let’s clear up the misunderstanding peacefully.”
“Dad! What misunderstanding could there be? She caused a mess! Look here. Your flacon and vases are all broken!”
Javier glared at his youngest daughter, who had just spoken, before turning to Sophia. “What say you, Ms. Yarrow?”
After Sophia broke the last one, she nodded in satisfaction at the mess in the room. Then, she turned to Luke and walked up to him with a smile on her face. “I’ve heard a lot about you, Mr. Luke.”
“There’s no misunderstanding, and I’ll pass on the coffee. It’s late, so I shouldn’t intrude on your family time any longer.” Sophia lifted her eyebrows.
She would not compromise the slightest bit and let Javier off the hook.
“Oh! I forgot that Ms. Whitton said she called the police. Maybe I should stay.” As she spoke, she tapped her baseball bat on her hand, then added, “It’s decided then. I’ll stay and wait for the police to arrive.”
Sophia brought the baseball bat out of the study and smashed a few more things on the third floor’s living space.
Javier watched her from behind with a grim expression, but he dared not comment.
After she thrashed the third floor’s living space, Sophia swept a glance at Javier’s daughters before her gaze landed on Javier. “When will the police come? Not that it matters. Your mansion is large, so I’m sure there are enough things for me to destroy until they arrive. Oh, right. Mr. Whitton, I have something to show you. I wonder what the police will think of it.”
With that said, Sophia took out her phone and showed Javier a picture. “Look at this, Mr. Whitton.”
Once he saw what was on Sophia’s phone, Javier’s expression changed drastically. “Ms. Yarrow! There are some things you cannot joke with!”
“Joke? Do you think tonight’s incident with the attempted kidnapping is a joke too?” She lifted an eyebrow.
“Ms. Yarrow, we’re in Coldbridge. Know your limits,” Javier threatened.
However, Sophia did not seem to hear the threat and loosened the scarf around her neck as she felt a little warm.
Her movements were neither hurried nor slow. With her slender and fair hand, she pulled off the scarf and exposed her face, which still looked beautiful without make-up.
Her eyes gleamed, and she smiled faintly, which made her seem elegant. This seemingly gentle woman was the same person who just thrashed two living rooms and a study in the Whitton residence.
“Mr. Whitton, I’m the type of person to pay back what I received.” The smile on Sophia’s face faded, and the look in her eyes became cold as she continued, “I’d like you to take your own advice. Know your limits.”
With that said, Sophia stuffed her phone back into her pocket. She dropped the baseball bat and left the Whitton residence.
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