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"Let's go." Sonia murmured, "I must find Marquis' weakness."

For the sake of Dixon, she will go back into the battle, though in thistles andnoveldrama

thorns.

Sonia and Latham wandered around the venue, but they haven't met Marquis yet. She has been waiting.

"Don't take the initiative to greet him." Latham said, "We just wait for him to come to us."

"So, let him see us first?" She squinted and smiled, saying, "I see."

"You are very attracting." Latham had to admit. "So you can attract Marquis' attention without doing anything. Don't worry. He will definitely come to greet us when he sees you and me."

"He will probably be surprised that I'm with you."

Sonia raised her chin, in her high heels and a Chinese cheongsam which outlined

her hot figure, but nobody thought her dressing was vulgar.

Her eyes were cold and arrogant. Nobody dare to underestimate her.

"Your sister likes to refine cosmetics by herself."

"Yes." Latham knew Sonia just got a topic casually, so he answered. "This is one of her few hobbies. Oh, by the way, she is very good at making perfume."

"A perfumer?" Sonia murmured in a low voice.

"Maybe I have some jobs suitable for her, and I can introduce them to her."

Then Latham gnashed his teeth, his look tone turning unpleasant. "No need. Thank you for your concern."

"Huh?" She got a small square cake from one side on her plate. "Why you stop me? If your sister makes great achievements in the perfume industry, isn't it also the glory of the Wilson family?"

"Our family doesn't need her useless glory."

He suddenly clenched his fingers, his eyes menacing. "She will never show up in public in her life."

"Ah..." She stepped back, stood aside, looked at him with meaningful eyes, and then she said in a low voice, "Latham, do you want to turn your sister to bird in your cage?"

Her words became a thorn piercing his heart, and he could even not hold the wine glass stably. He looked at Sonia, his veins blue. "What do you mean?"

"Literally."

Sonia has never been afraid of him.

never

In other words, people like them who have the same status and background always expressed all their emotions directly. She said bluntly, "I think your feelings for your sister are quite morbid."

"I'm not."

He shrugged his shoulders intentionally. "What's wrong with this?"

"Haven't you noticed it yet?"

She asked You fettered her life, strictly controlled her

communication with the outside world, and even prevented her from appearing in others' vision. You want totock her up, don't you?"

She still restrained a sentence. That is, he sent Mongolia to a man's bed.

Therefore, she is confused about what he was thinking. If he loves her, how can he send Mongolia to a man's bed? So the only thing left is morbid resentment.