Chapter 137 Doesn't Know How to Please Men

Sophie recalled the night she had knelt in the private room for hours, only to leave the hotel the next morning with a swollen face. The memory made her flush with anger, her eyes blazing with fury. Her fists clenched so tightly that her nails seemed to dig into her palms. "Sierra, you're just jealous of me. Jealous of how well Benson treats me." "What happens between you and him has nothing to do with me." Sierra's voice stayed calm and indifferent, as if Sophie's words didn't affect her at all. Sophie let out a mocking laugh, convinced Sierra was just putting up a front. "Give it a rest, Sierra. If you really didn't care, you wouldn't have broken up with Benson in the first place." "I broke up with him because he changed because he didn't respect me. And if he truly loved you, he wouldn't be having Reagan send me flowers and gifts every day, begging me to take him back." At the mention of Benson trying to reconcile with Sierra, Sophie paled. She gritted her teeth, lowered her he