Drenched in Love

Chapter 58 Sweetness

After pushing the door, Sophia did not see Vincent, but Ella.

Ella was in a light green dress with high quality material. V-collar and sleeveless, which showed off her

figure perfectly.

Sophia paused and walked in before closing the door. Whether Vincent or Ella, as long as they could

tell her what she wanted to know, they both worked.

Sophia sat down opposite her.

Ella said with a smile, "I ordered your favorite caramel macchiato. Have a taste. You must haven't had it

for a long time. Taste it and see if it's authentic."

Looking at the delicate pattern above the coffee, Sophia hooked up the corners of her mouth, but she

did not smile.

Caramel Macchiato is made of hot, rich milk, espresso, vanilla, and pure Caramel. Macchiato is the

Italian word for "brand" and "dye." Caramel Macchiato stands for "sweet."

Caramel macchiato is sweet and not her favorite taste, but because of its implication, when she was in

college, her favorite thing was to go to Starbucks with Vincent and order a cup of caramel macchiato.

It was not to taste coffee, but enjoy the sweet moment with Vincent.

Sophia did not move, but asked, “Don’t you want to tell me my family's address? Tell me. If you don't,

I'll go." Sophia stood up and was to leave.

Ella stopped her and said, "Sophia, we were schoolmates, so why don't you sit down and drink a cup of

coffee?"

“I don't have a schoolmate like you!” Sophia coldly replied.

Ella had to say, “OK. Take a sip of coffee, and when you do, I'll tell you."

Sophia sat down again and took a taste of the coffee. Just by a sip, Sophia felt a surge in the stomach

and wanted to spit it out. She swallowed a mouthful of coffee. "I drank it. Say it."

Ella seemed to appreciate her expression. With a smile, she said, "It seems that caramel macchiato is

not very tasty. Fortunately, I don't drink it. My favorite is still the cappuccino. It taste good." She took a

sip of coffee before she got up.

Sophia changed her face.

Cappuccino was Vincent's favorite type of coffee.

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with you!"

A smile continued on Ella’s face. "I will tell you. Your father and your brother are in America. But I don't

know where exactly they are in America, but..." She paused and smiled even more. "I have your

brother's contact information."

"What is it? Tell me!" Sophia leaned forward, with her hands propping up on the table between the

seats.

Ella leaned back and said, "Sophia, you are too close to me."

Sophia realized her gaffe and sat back.

"I can tell you your brother's contact information, but Sophia, you assure me, leave ST, never appear in

front of Vincent."

"Impossible. If my family comes back to ST, I will come back, too. However, I can assure you that under

no circumstances will I ever be together with Vincent again."

"No! You have to leave ST and never come back again!” Ella stood up and said sharply.

Sophia looked at her, “If you don't tell me, I will ask Vincent."

Ella had to give her a card, “This is your brother's contact information. Remember what you promised

me. Never be with Vincent again."

Sophia sneered, “Vincent is your treasure, but in my eye, he is not worth a penny!"

After having the contact information, Sophia left.

When she went to the door, she accidentally ran into a little boy. The boy fell to the ground and cried.

Before Sophia figured out what happened, a man in black rushed over and quickly picked up the little

boy.

Then, Ella came out from the cafe. Seeing that Vincent hold his son who was crying, she got an idea

and came to question Sophia with tears in eyes.

"Sophia, I know you hate me because I married Vincent! If you hate me, you can come straight at me!

Why hurt my son?!"

Sophia frowned and found Vincent looked over......

Sophia's heart sank, and she gave a sarcastic smile and then left without a word.

Two playwrights, let them act themselves. She didn't want to be a part of it.

As she was back to the company, Sophia went to the bathroom, took out the card given by Ella, and

made a call based on the number on nit. Voices came from the phone, first in English, then in Spanish.

Both languages were saying the same thing: the number didn't exist!

Sophia held the mobile phone tightly: Ella cheated her!

But why? A mobile phone number could verify the authenticity, why did Ella cheat her?

She was unable to contact Calvin, so she could only go to Vincent.

Sophia was going to find Vincent the next day, but after work in the evening, Vincent blocked in her way

to home.

"Sophia, I have something to say to you. Let's talk in the car." Vincent had a sad look on his face.

Sophia had something to ask him, so she got into the Porsche.

"Sophia, I'm sorry. During the day, I was anxious... Sophia, I know that Luis must have fallen on his

own. At noon I was just too anxious and worried that Luis got injured. It was my fault to look at you with

that eyes, I apologize to you."

Vincent held Sophia's hand, wanted to ask for her forgiveness.

Sophia took her hand out and turned her face to one side, “I did not put it in heart, you do not have to

care about it. Vincent, tell me where my father and brother are now, for the sake of my taking the blame

for your crime five years ago. And their contact information."

Vincent was silent for a while, “Sophia, it's not that I don't tell you, it's... It's your father and Calvin who

don't want to see you right now. They don't want you to find them."

Sophia said, “Their attitude is the affair between us, you just need to tell me their contact information."

"Your father and Calvin are both in America, but I don't know where they are, because they live in a

rented house, which is not stable and they often change places."

Sophia's eyes turned red and tears fell out of her control.