Single Mother: Struggling With The Dangerous CEO

"That woman is so vicious! The man was so drunk and yet, she didn't even come outside to look! But the man kept on telling
others not to wake her up!"
"Exactly! At first, I thought that they were a couple but based on what I am seeing right now, it turns out that they were not"
"How could you say so? You didn't see how dirty the man’s shirt was because of the woman's vomit! However, he was too
concerned about her that he didn't even mind how dirty his shirt was! I saw it with my own eyes when I went to give her brown
sugar water!"
Sophia had shut the bathroom door, that was why the two cleaning staff walked away mumbling as they failed to open it.
Sophia heard one of the women say, "Did you know that the one who gives the most affection in a relationship will get hurt the
most in the end?"
Sophia's lips formed a smile.
She also agreed to what the cleaning staff had said.
Yes, it was true, that if you showed too much affection to a person, you would always be disappointed in the end.
And between the two of them, who was the one who showed too much affection? Who was the heartless one? And lastly, who
was disappointed? The next day's schedule was still tight.
And because of the incident that happened last night, the contract signing was easily postponed.
Originally, three days was enough for the contract to be terminated.
However, like what Sophia had predicted, it would become a week.
Fortunately, everything was going well.
The idea was still evolving, thus, the hotel became the temporary office for the two people.
Frostford City provided them with a huge framework to work with.
At this time, Sophia would be in charge of filling in the details.
They split the job and worked together.

Everything was still considered to be going on smoothly at this time.
As if both of them had silently agreed, Sophia and Patrick never dared to mention what happened yesterday.
For them, it was taboo, and no one was allowed to mention it.
In the afternoon, Chris went out with Patrick.
While Sophia stayed alone inside the hotel room and played with Typhoon until she got bored.
This tiny fellow was more active than yesterday, he started to get up and was able to take two steps.
To let it walk more, Sophia opened the door and let Typhoon walk back and forth and played with him some more.
"Typhoon, come here quickly! Sophia is already here." Patrick returned with a reek of alcohol all over his body.
And that was when he noticed the scenario when he passed through her door.
Sophia's smile froze when she turned around and saw Patrick at her door.
"It's starting to walk a bit" Patrick nodded in agreement.
"And you already gave it a name?"
He often heard her call it "Typhoon."
Sophia bobbed her head and retorted, "Well, in the future, it will be called Typhoon’
"The name is quite nice and I commend you for that.Besides, it also has a commemorative meaning."
Patrick couldn't help but take out a cigarette from his pocket and light it up.
Memorial significance? Was he talking about the day when we picked Typhoon up on a rainy day? Sophia could feel that his
words somehow contained a deeper meaning, that was why she chose to remain quiet.
Meanwhile, Patrick seemed like he didn't care if she responded or not, he just chose to shrug it off, so he said that he would
return to his room and rest.
Sophia observed the lightning and thunder of Hillwood City again on the third day of nightfall.

The heavy rain was pouring massively and the dark sky appeared to be collapsing.
A series of muffled thunder was followed by flew flashes of lightning one after another.
Sophia believed that if it weren't for the hotel windows’, she would probably be shouting at the top of her lungs in fear.
Patrick knocked on the door after another clap of thunder.
His trousers and shirt were being illuminated by the unique light that made him look like a god.
"Do you want to join us? Chris asked me to go out." He gently told her.
Sophia might have wanted to deny it, but she must admit that she needed someone to be with at this moment, instead of letting
herself endure the shock and counting the number of thunder that went off on her own.
She didn't care who the other person was, what mattered to her was that someone was beside her.
It was good enough.
Sophia's face was void of any emotion and was quite restrained.
However, her body was more truthful than her heart, and before she knew it, she had already nodded.
A waiter that was waiting outside of the hotel lobby came over and held an umbrella.
Patrick walked towards the former and Sophia followed behind.
Sophia subconsciously covered her ears when a dull thunder sounded from the sky.
Suddenly, a big hand covered her waist tightly, as if he was reassuring her that she was safe with him.
The man easily wrapped his other hand around her as the other held the umbrella.
"Are you a fool?"
Sophia was aware that she was afraid of a few things ever since she was a child, but she was sure that thunder was one of the
things that scared her the most.
She didn't know if she must be grateful that he still remembered some details about her.

If that was the case, then, he still hadn't forgotten everything in the past! Chris had chosen a concert hall this time, it was more
casual, unlike the hotel where Sophia had stayed previously.
Perhaps, considering that Patrick was a man, he chose a place where a lot of women could be seen.
The music inside the private room was extremely loud when Patrick and Sophia entered.
Regardless of whether they were singing or not, or if anyone dared to listen, the two upper members of the Smith Family were
pouring their hearts out as they sang their favorite love songs.
Both of them greeted Chris as well as the upper echelons before they sat down.
Chris appeared to be a little warmer than usual, and Sophia was never sure if it was just her imagination about the way Chris
looked at Patrick with a somewhat hot gaze.
It was like a man looking at a woman with affection.
The two higher-up members from the Smith Family were finally done singing and walked out together after a long time.
Sophia took a glance at their hands and saw a pack of cigarette boxes.
Maybe they would go out for a smoke.
The private room was quite silent without any music on.
Suddenly, Chris told her, "Miss Hill, do you want to sing for everyone?"
She must admit that somehow her singing was not out of tune, but still, for her, it wasn't pleasing to the ears.
Besides, she didn't want to make herself a fool in front of everyone.
Sophia shook her head and was about to refuse the offer when Patrick said, "Since it was President Smith’s request for you to
sing, why don't you show your talent to President Smith and let him hear you sing?"
She had no other choice but to look for a song, Sophia felt helpless at this time.
Slowly, the accompaniment began the play as it filled the whole room.
And it was up to Frank Sinatra to express his feelings.

For some reason, after she heard Lianna sing this song one night, it never left her mind.
It was hard to forget...
The first time I saw you...
A pair of charming eyes...
In my mind...
Your figure...
Is like a mirage...
During the intermission between the songs, Sophia couldn't help but think about the old saying that went, "If a woman sings you
a song, you must pay attention and listen to it because partly, the lyrics will tell you what she wants to say to you, And these
words, who did she want to say it to? Or was it to no one? Once she finished the song, Chris, and Patrick politely applauded.
Sophia uttered her thanks and smiled as she returned to her seat.
The private room where they were located had no windows and was a closed space.
In addition to that, the smoke that came from the cigarettes made the air inside the room a tad bit thinner.
Sophia felt like she was being suffocated and couldn't stand it anymore, that was why she got up and walked outside to breathe
some fresh air.
It was clear that a few executives from the Smith Family came out to get some fresh air.
They didn't notice her because of the 360-degree swivel chair that served as a partition in the middle.
"You're still not aware of President Smith's special hobby? Just so you know, he didn't succeed with his plan in the past few days,
that was why he didn't come up with a ruthless plan and just began to drug her."
"It seems that this Patrick won't stay away from him.However, we are aware that President Smith is gay, and it gives us
pressure.God! I can't imagine if one day if he will have an affair with one of us!"
Sophia finally realized something after she had listened to the conversation between the two men.

Somehow, she still felt odd.
Why did Chris look at Patrick like that? To be honest, she didn't expect that a tycoon in the business world would actually be gay.
‘Wait, they mentioned drugging- Sophia hurriedly went back to the private room.
There, she saw Patrick quietly playing with the glass in his hand as the crystal liquid inside seemed to glimmer inside.She
wanted to remind him...remind him that his wine was drugged by Smith.
Fortunately, Patrick just played with his glass and did not drink it, even if after a long time had passed.
Not until...
"Mr.Evan's without a doubt is experienced and knowledgeable.I admire you.Come, cheers!"
Sophia could feel her heart in her throat when she saw Patrick also raising his wine cup.
At this time, she didn't know how to stop him.
But her mouth couldn't help but shout.
"President Evans!"
"I believe that you're not feeling well.
Give it to me and I will help you drink this glass of wine’ In fact, she didn't have to think long to realize that drinking this wine was
the best way to save Chris’ face as well as to remind Patrick of the danger too.
Sophia didn't even think of what she was doing was right or wrong, but her instincts told her that she should do it.
In the end, Chris was a person who was well known in the business industry for the past few years.
Chris' face remained blank as if nothing had happened.
Patrick looked at Sophia intensely and chose not to utter anything.
Instead, he continued chatting with Chris.
Not long after, Chris excused himself that he was tired and that concluded the meeting for tonight.

On the way back, Sophia could feel that her body was getting hotter and hotter.
It seemed like the drug had already taken its effect on her body.
However, as she gritted her teeth, she was also trying her best to stop herself from making an uncomfortable sound.
Patrick's face frowned as he heavily stepped on the accelerator.
Normally, it would take them half an hour to travel, but since the situation was different, it only took him ten minutes.
However, Sophia didn't notice that Patrick was driving fast because she was in so much pain, and at this time, she really felt sick
that she was oblivious to her surroundings.
However, it seemed like she couldn't control her body anymore, it was as if someone was controlling her.
Sophia slowly walked and she could feel that her footsteps were already unsteady.
Patrick who was watching her couldn't stand it anymore, he walked towards her and picked her up like she was a sack of wheat.
"Who asked you to be so brave? May I remind you that you're not a hero?"
On the other hand, Sophia swore that she didn't intend to scream or shout, but she could no longer control herself from doing so.
Her hands firmly gripped the cloth in front of his chest tightly as she tried to fight the terrible fire that was slowly burning her body
to no avail.
The next thing she knew was that her hands were already slipping into the gap between his shirt's buttons, randomly exploring
what was inside.
The man's eyes darkened as his body stiffened with her touch.
Patrick immediately put her down when they entered the room.
He was about to call the doctor when suddenly a pair of soft and delicate hands wrapped around his waist.