Revenge On My First Love

Chapter 550 You Want To Kill Me

Chapter 550 You Want to Kill Me

However, after watching her for several weeks, Rashad was unable to detect Sophia's unusual

movements.

Like Drake, Sophia could tolerate anything that common people could not. They might have known that

Rashad was behind the plot, but neither made a move against Rashad.

Rashad secretly visited Sara in the hospital.

Sara had just woken up and felt too weak to move her fingers. If she moved, the sharp pain would

come over her again.

Even the painkillers did not work.

Rashad disguised himself and went up to her.

Sara had suffered so much that she did not notice who had entered her ward.

Staring at her hands, Rashad sneered, "Travis is indeed ruthless."

Sara could not have agreed more. She used to work for Travis, so she knew he had done a lot of

ruthless things.

Besides, he would not have been THAT successful if a man like him had not been heartless.

Suddenly, Sara sensed something was wrong.

"Rashad? Why are you here?" Sara finally recognized him. "Did you come to... to kill me?"

"I want to know what Travis said to you. What did you tell him?"

Rashad did not worry that she would lie, as he could easily read her mind.

Sara dared not conceal anything from him. He was moody, and she was afraid of dying.

Therefore, she answered him honestly.

Nodding, Rashad said, "You are clever to know what to do. Keep me updated."

Sarah breathed a sigh of relief, wondering if this meant he would not kill her.

"I'm not sure if Sophia has found you are a spy. You have to wait and see."

Sara had to obey Rashad. After all, she could do nothing after the ordeal. All she could do was focus

on recovery. She determined to take her revenge on Helena for this after she got better.

Rashad left soon.

He thought he had hidden himself very well. When he left, he erased the hospital's surveillance

records. But what he didn't know was that Sophia had been watching him all the time.

Drake happened to enter the room, and approached. "What are you watching?" he asked curiously.

Sophia immediately turned off the app on her phone.

"What's wrong?"

Drake looked at her with a playful smile.

Sophia did not tell him Sara worked for Rashad, as Drake would not let Sara continue staying if he

knew it.

"I'm browsing some videos."

"I saw that you were watching the surveillance video."

"Right. It's the surveillance footage of my company. Why?"

"Nothing. You deliberately put away your phone. It smells fishy. You know?"

Sophia stood up and was about to leave the room. Drake, however, pushed her to the bed.

Approaching her, he chuckled, "You keep secrets from me, huh?"

He did not mean to blame Sophia. His seductive smile made her heart beat.

"Stop hitting on me!" Sophia warned him.

"So what if I insist? What can you do now?"

Drake caressed her cheek deliberately as he spoke.

His fingers seemed to have electricity that made Sophia shudder.

"Stop it!"

If it were in the evening, Sophia wouldn't mind teasing him. However, it was still early. She was afraid

that Bonnie might come over.

"Mommy!"

Think of the devil, and he comes.

Sophia tried to push Drake away, but he had no intention of moving.

"Papa, Mommy, you are playing a game of having babies. I shall not join you. See you later." Bonnie

closed the door and left.

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Sophia gazed at Drake.

"Ahem. Ahem." He tried to conceal his embarrassment.

"Don't you want to explain it, Drake?"

"What should I say?"

Yet he knew he could do nothing now.

"Bonnie is still little. How did she know such a matter?"

"How... How would I know?"

"I dare you to repeat it!"

Sophia pinched his ear.

"Ouch! Sophia, be gentle. Although I am not the president of the Riley Group, I was once a man of

position. I have my pride."

"Your pride? I never taught Bonnie to say those words. You've been with her all day long for the past

few weeks."

"Tell me. What else have you told her besides it?"

No one else had ever pinched Drake's ear. It did not hurt, but he was embarrassed.

"Nothing else, Honey. Trust me. I swear."

"I won't buy it. I trusted you to look after our daughter. Is that how you repay my kindness?"

Drake was at a loss.

Neither knew that Bonnie was eavesdropping on them at the door. Thinking about her father's

embarrassment, she covered her lips and smirked.

After Drake was scolded and left the room to look for Bonnie, the girl dodged him instinctively.

"What do you want, Papa? You'll break the law if you hit me."

"How did you know it?" Drake seethed with rage, believing that Bonnie had done it on purpose.

"Grandma told me. She also taught me a lot of laws about children. For example, if you keep my lucky

money during the holidays without giving it to me, it's also against the law."

Drake was tongue-tied, wondering what his mother had taught Bonnie.

"Stop coming over. If you do, I shall call the police. You'll be arrested."

Bonnie ducked, and Drake chased her.

Servants and maids gaped at the sight.

After Sophia moved in, they could tell Drake had changed. Now, more had changed since Bonnie's

appearance.

Drake was burning with feverish rage, but the servants and maids thought he looked lovely.

"How dare you call the police to arrest your father! I'll teach you a lesson."

Drake feigned anxiety. When Bonnie was off guard, he hopped to her, held her in his arms, and

pressed her to the sofa.

"You bad girl! You deliberately said naughty things in your mother's presence. I'll teach you a big

lesson."

"Ha-ha... Papa, you are so funny. Let go of me!"

"No way!"

When Sophia left the room, Drake was tickling Bonnie.

Earlier, she had been afraid that Drake would hit Bonnie. It seemed she had overthought it. After all,

Drake loved Bonnie too much to have the heart to hit her.

"My bad. My bad. Sorry, Papa. Please spare me. Ha-ha... I surrender. I surrender."

Bonnie always surrendered quickly. Whenever she was taught a lesson, she immediately

compromised.

Sophia was amused by her.

Drake looked disappointed. "Why do you surrender so quickly?"