GoodReadChapter 225
The logo on the neckline was forgotten, and it was drooping on the outside.
Wearing a pink bear’s apron, he hums a folk song, and his low, soft voice is infectious.
There are also some freshly bought ingredients piled up on the ground, fresh vegetable tofu, and pre–
packaged noodles from the supermarket.
Finley was cooking noodles, and the two freshly made side. dishes had already been placed on the
dining table outside.
Humming to a song, he unpacked the noodles and put them in the pot, and cooked another dish, and
turned around with the plate to serve it to the dining table.
Finley is in a good mood today, even the CEO himself looks happy, the corners of his lips curled up.
But the moment he met Sofia, he was still a little dazed, then he put the dishes on the table, walked
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtover and held Sofia’s hand and sat at the table.
“Are you up? Did the sound of my cooking wake you up? I’ll pay attention next time.”
Sofia shook her head quickly, “It didn’t wake me up, I woke up naturally.”
“That’s good. The noodles will be cooked in a while. Try these dishes first. I haven’t cooked for many
years, and I’m a little
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Finley, with his usual straight and tall figure, hunched over, looking at Sofia carefully.
Sofia was inexplicably embarrassed by this intentional flattery.
Sofia’s hand holding the fork paused. She knew that Finley was a good cook. Since she and Finley
established a relationship a few years ago, he often cooked for her himself.
Finley once said that his mother was busy with work when he was young, and he started to cook and
take care of himself when he was eight or nine years old.
At the beginning, Sofia wondered what kind of work his mother was doing. She was so busy that she
had no time, and even asked her eight or nine–year–old son to cook for her.
Now she understands that working in the red light district has no time at all, it is an endless hell where
time and space are disordered.
Thinking of this, Sofia felt a little uncomfortable, but she couldn’t understand until now.
Her father, Robert, is definitely not the kind of person who murdered a good brother who started a
business together. If he deliberately set up a scheme to kill Finley’s father, and forced Finley and his
mother to leave, let the woman die tragically and let the child go home.
Although her father sometimes played tricks, no one in the business world had more than 800 senses,
but it was not her father’s usual style to strike so hard.
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His father has always left room for things.
Sofia often recalled the people and things in the past in prison. In fact, his father should have guessed
that Finley’s identity was not easy, and he might even be the son of his friend Will.
If he really killed Will, he would definitely not agree to Finley’s marriage with her. Although he opposed
it at first, he later blessed her and Finley and allowed Finley to enter the core management of the Nobel
Group, which gave Finley many opportunities for revenge..
There must be something wrong with it, but Sofia can’t tell what went wrong?
“Sit down and eat,” Finley looked at Sofia, whose eyes were a little dazed, and couldn’t help but smile
on his lips.
He pulled out the chair for Sofia very gentlemanly, and Sofia sat down.
After a while, Finley brought over cooked pasta, one bowl per person, and it tasted really good.
Sofia ate the noodles with her head down, and Finley put the food in front of her into Sofia’s bowl from
time to time, and soon Sofia’s bowls couldn’t be piled up.
Sofia moved the bowl. She didn’t eat very well. She was beaten and abused when she was in prison,
and her stomach was ruined. She also suffered from stomach problems accumulated over the years
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