Next One Is a Babe
Chapter 814

Old Mrs. Constance was stunned upon hearing that. "I can't believe such an evil soul exists in this world. Why don't you just give that person some money? I'm afraid this problem will escalate if it drags on."

John heaved a sigh. "It isn't so easy. The person is greedy."

Indeed, he had thought about giving the woman some money to brush her off. After all, she was Sophia's mother. However, he knew that if Sophia found out about it in the future, she would blame him. She was the woman he loved the most, so he didn't have the courage to take the risk.

After Sophia got changed, she came downstairs. Appearing to be clean cut, she said, "Let's go."

Her outfit amused John, for she looked like a fierce woman who was going to get even with someone.

In a lowered voice, Old Mrs. Constance told John, "You have to keep watch on her. Sophia may put her guard down when dealing with a relative. If something goes wrong, that person may harm Sophia. You have to protect her."

John nodded. "I understand. Don't worry."

Without waiting for John, Sophia reached for the car park. In reality, she wasn't keen on meeting that woman. She just wanted to settle the problem as quickly as possible. If this matter drags on, it'll remain a thorn in my heart, Sophia thought while waiting for John by the car.

Coming over, John stroked her face and said, "Don't be agitated when you meet her later. Whatever happens, I'll settle it for you."

Sophia grunted gently. In fact, she didn't need his help as she could settle this on her own. I'm not afraid of anyone.

While they were on the way to their destination, Sophia kept trying to recall her mother's name. They hadn't met for years, and she didn't have any fondness for her mother at all, so when she tried to think of her name, she realized that she had forgotten it.

Just then, the sky started turning dark. A while later, rain began pouring down rather than starting with a drizzle first. As she observed the movements of the wipers, her mother's name suddenly came to her mind.

Kay Smith. Oh yes, the woman's name is Kay Smith. It's such an easy name to remember, but it's taken me a long time to recall it, Sophia thought.

They were heading for a farmhouse instead of the warehouse in the suburbs. The house looked small and shabby. When John pulled over, the subordinate, who had been waiting in the yard with an umbrella,

came over.

After John got out of the car, the subordinate said, "She's inside. She's exhausted, but she still won't shut up."

The subordinate then passed an umbrella to Sophia, who took it over, drew a deep breath and reached for the house. Standing just outside the yard, she could already hear a woman bawling and cursing in a hoarse voice inside the house.

After pausing for a moment, she pushed open the gates and walked forward. The farmhouse should have been built a long time ago, as the building was in disrepair, and there weren't even any lights on.

Upon calming herself down, Sophia stepped into the house and immediately saw a kitchen. Obviously, no one had used the kitchen for a long time. Although the kitchenware was nicely arranged, the whole place just looked like a mess.

She then turned into a corridor that was lined with two rooms. The woman's voice came from one of the rooms. With a heavy heart, she neared the room, which didn't even have a door. Inside the small room, a woman was seen tied to a wooden chair.

The woman was wriggling her body. Although her voice had turned hoarse from all that yelling, she still wouldn't stop cursing.

Standing in the doorway, Sophia stared at her. The wound on the woman's head remained untreated. Her head was drenched in so much blood that her features couldn't be seen clearly anymore, which was quite a frightening sight to behold.