Drenched in Love

"Why are you still here? Go away!"

Sophia Carter had thought many times about what she would be like when she was released from prison. But she never expected this: no one but her stood at the door.

She stood there for a long time, and the man who saw her out was impatient.

Sophia turned around in an apologetic manner and said to that man, "Sir, can I use your phone please?"

The ST Women's Prison was built in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by low bushes, with only a road leading into the city. Few people came here, and if there was no one to pick her up, she had to walk on her two legs. She did not know how long it would take her to reach the city.

The man understood her situation and gave her the phone after a moment of hesitation. Sophia said several thanks in a row, took over the phone and dialed the familiar numbers.

There was no answer.

Sophia tried not to be perturbed and made another man.

"Sorry, the number you dialed does not exist."

Sophia's face went pale. Finally, knowing that she could not get through, she gave back the phone to the man, "Thank you."

Sophia picked up her luggage and walked along the road.

No one answered her phone, so she had to walk back. All she wanted was for a taxi or a car to pick her up and give them the money when she got home.

Short after Sophia went out, a car drove out from behind the prison. Not judging by the logo on it, but the visually striking exterior and red painted 20-inch, 10-frame alloy wheels, this car was worth a lot of money.

"Whose car is it? How did it get here?" With a grunt, the man turned and closed the door.

Sophia was unlucky. There was no car all the way, so she walked for five or six hours, from eight in the morning to two in the afternoon, before she came to her own door.

Her legs were numb, her lips were terribly dry, and her stomach began to rumble.

Sophia looked at the three-storey villa in the front, bit her lips and went up to knock at the door.

"Who is it?" A middle-aged woman's voice came out and the door opened. It was an unfamiliar face.

Sophia and the woman were stunned. The woman looked Sophia up and down. Sophia's clothes were clean but old, and it was the style of a few years ago. She held disdain in eyes, "Who are you? What are you doing?"

"This is my home. I'm Sophia Carter. My father is the owner of this house. His name is Ashton Carter."

"You're in the wrong place. The owner's surname here is Chow, not Carter." With that the woman slammed the door shut.

Sophia took a few steps back to see the number of doors: Right! This was her home. It was the place where she had lived for more than twenty years, and she couldn't possibly make a mistake.

When Sophia intended to knock on the door again, the door opened from the inside, it was still that middle-aged woman, "I remember, the owner of this house was surnamed Carter, the boss of the Carter Group."

Sophia nodded happily, "Yes! The Carter Group...”

"The Carter Group went bankrupt four years ago. Their boss owed a lot of money. The company was sold and so was this house."

Delight froze in Sophia's face, "The Carter Group went bankrupt? How come?”¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶