Mr. CEO's Substitute Bride-Chapter 1017 - 1013: Really Not Going to Care About Little Sophie?
"Ah..."
The crowd around constantly let out exclamations—it was the voice of a woman. Even the men watching the commotion were startled by Sophie Foster’s actions. For a moment, exclamations, gasps, and whispers merged into one. At this moment, Sophie Foster’s eardrums seemed deaf; she couldn’t hear anything. A voice was telling her she needed to leave, and she could only do so by taking down this man.
The drunkard was also startled by Sophie Foster’s sudden move. His thick hands covered the spot pierced by the beer bottle. He opened his mouth, dumbfounded, seemingly forgetting to react. Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his lower abdomen as the beer bottle was pulled out and then stabbed again to the side...
Sophie Foster didn’t know how she left the bar. In a dazed state, she seemed to be dragged out by someone and shoved into a car. When she came to, she was facing two men in uniform.
"I want to see Uncle..." Sophie Foster murmured. Her heavily made-up face was unrecognizable, with clear fingerprint marks on her swollen cheeks, and blood was seeping from one corner of her lips.
"Little girl, so young and yet you don’t learn the right way, going clubbing and even assaulting people!" a policeman sneered, then began to take notes, asking impassively, "What’s your name, how old are you, where do you live, where do your parents work..."
"I want to see Uncle, Uncle..." Facing the police interrogation, Sophie Foster continued to murmur. The two policemen exchanged a glance and had no choice but to contact her family first.
Nicholas Croft received the call while the charity gala was still going on. On the phone, the officer first sternly rebuked him as an uncle, then informed him that his niece was clubbing and had assaulted someone. She was now being interrogated at the police station...
Upon hearing that Sophie Foster had injured someone, Nicholas Croft felt a headache coming on. Could this little troublemaker not stay quietly at home? He had only been on a business trip for two days, and she had already landed herself in the precinct.
Nicholas Croft didn’t realize the gravity of the situation, thinking it was just an ordinary fight. He wanted Sophie Foster to learn a lesson, so he didn’t make any arrangements for his colleagues to smooth things over at the station.
By the time he returned to T City the next day, Sophie Foster had already been detained. At the police station, holding the interrogation report in his hands, Nicholas Croft was so angry that his hands were trembling slightly.
The little rascal had actually broken a beer bottle to intentionally harm someone, and not just for one stab...
"Director Croft, your niece has confessed to the intentional harm, but the victim’s side has been pressuring the police and the court, demanding severe punishment for your niece." Since Sophie Foster referred to Nicholas Croft as Uncle, the police assumed she was his niece.
From the police, he learned that the person Sophie Foster injured was the eldest son of the Holmes Family in T City. As a businessman himself, Nicholas Croft knew that if he personally went to the Holmes Family to plead, they would give him face. But...
This little rascal was so wild, daring to assault someone. If he easily got her out this time, who knows what trouble she might stir up next? To teach Sophie Foster a lesson, Nicholas Croft decided to let her stay in detention for a few days.
Afraid he might soften, Nicholas Croft didn’t even go to see her in detention. That evening, he met up with a few brothers in Shang Mu’s private room. For once, the men weren’t playing cards; instead, they were just chatting.
"Big brother, are you really not going to take care of little Sophie? At such a young age, being locked up in a place like that, she must be frightened out of her wits," Evander Lancaster looked up, setting down the wine glass and reaching for a pack of cigarettes.
