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Chapter 165
After hanging up the phone. Harold left Sophie stunned as she stared at the disconnected call, a sense of fomboding rising within her
“What’s wrong? Who was that?”
Jenna, who had been lounging on the bed with her smartphone, noticed Sophie’s agitation and got up too. “What happened? Are your going out?”
1 need to head to the Four Seasons Hotel
“Are you going to the dinner hosted by James?”
Jenna looked puzzled at Sophie. “Weren’t you just saying you didn’t want to go?”
“Harold said he needs to teach James a lesson, and I’m worried he might cause trouble.” Sophie frowned.
Gordon had been feeling under the weather these days, and tonight Harold was supposed to attend in Gordon’s place. Without Gordon to keep an eye on him, she really feared Harold might end up giving James a beating at the dinner.
“That fool, what’s he thinking? He’s too old to still be getting into fights.”
Jenna put down her snacks, grabbed her purse, and pulled Sophie out the door.
She sped all the way to the Four Seasons, where they were stopped by two security guards at the entrance. “Please show your
invitation.”
Jenna snapped, “Are you blind? You don’t recognize the lady of the Burke family?”
The guards scrutinized Sophie, confused. “Mrs. Burke? Didn’t Mrs. Burke already go inside?”
Sophie’s brow furrowed. She knew that the guards were referring to Nichole.
It seemed that in the past three months, James‘ favoritism toward Nichole had led everyone to prematurely assume Nichole was James‘ wife.
Well, that might be better, so she wouldn’t be mistakenly recognized as Mrs. Burke after the divorce.
Jenna flashed her business card, “Open your eyes and see who I am.”
The name “Jenna Dennis‘ on the card made the guard’s face turn pale, and he quickly allowed them to pass.
Jenna pulled Sophie inside, and as they entered the lobby, they could see that everyone seemed to be looking towards some
commotion on the second floor–that meant trouble was brewing there.
Sophie scanned the crowd but couldn’t find Harold or James.
“Oh no!”
Realizing something was amiss, Sophie hurried Jenna upstairs.
The second floor was blocked off by James‘ men.
The bodyguards, seeing Sophie, stopped her just like the guards at the door had. “Hold it. Mr. Burke ordered that no one is allowed in here, please go downstairs.”
Sophie’s tone turned icy, her gaze sharp as a blade, “What? James and I aren’t divorced yet, and the Burke family has already got a new lady?”
Hearing this, the bodyguards exchanged a look of hesitation.
Nearby, Colt hurried over and scolded coldly. “Are you both blind? How could you stop Mrs. Burke?”
The bodyguards stepped aside, and Colt, unable to hide his relief, exclaimed, “Madam, you’re finally here.”
Sophie frowned. “What happened inside?”
Colt hesitated for a moment before replying.
Ind. “It’s Mr. Harold. He burst into Ms. Nichole’s room