What Separates Me and You

Hands in his pocket, Lewis glanced at Conrad sideways. Conrad felt that Lewis was looking down on him again.

He smiled awkwardly.

Lewis said, "This is a privately-owned hospital where Alvarez Corp is a shareholder. If they were able to retrieve the information for you, it can't be genuine." "Why is that?"

Lewis sneered. "With his personality, would he do nothing if he knew I was injured and hospitalized?"

Realization dawned on Conrad when he heard this. "That's right. He had already made a move against you when he first came to Hardington. Now that you've suffered such a serious injury, there's no way he would be able to sit still."

"Unless he's injured himself."

Lewis didn't keep his hospitalization and surgery a secret this time. Unlike Kiran, he didn't have his men guard the hospital and purposely went out to bring someone here. Everything was calm until now. It meant that Kiran didn't plan to kill him.

"Of course, we can't rule out the possibility that they are being cautious and thinking that we are playing the empty city strategy," Lewis said leisurely, followed by a low chuckle. Conrad's mind was struggling to keep up. He scratched his head, realizing that these two were engaged in a psychological game.

True or false. Whoever made the right guess would win.

"What should we do now?"

Lewis walked to the window, gazing at the serene park outside. After a long moment of contemplation, he finally said, "Call Miss King." "Miss King? You mean Sophia?"

"What? Do we have another person with the same name in our company?"

Conrad was slightly stunned. He quickly retrieved his phone. "Oh. I'll call her right away."

Wasting no time, he dialed Sophia's number on his phone.

After a short while, the call connected, and Conrad hurriedly handed the phone to Lewis.

Lewis took the phone and coincidentally heard Sophia's voice on the other end. "Mr. Berg, Happy New Year."

"Miss King, Happy New Year."

As soon as Lewis spoke, the other end of the line fell silent.

After a while, Sophia finally found her voice and resumed her usual cheerful tone. "Mr. Berg, what's with the sudden call? Do you have any work arrangements for me?" "No. I just wanted to know where you are and thought of paying you a visit."

Confused, Sophia asked, "Are you in Hardington?"

"Yes."

"So, you mean you want to come to my place?" Sophia wasn't entirely sure.

"That's right."

Sophia hesitated. "Well ..."

"What's wrong? Is it inconvenient?" Lewis asked.

Sophia forced a smile. "Yes, it's a bit inconvenient. Chairman Alvarez, if you have something to discuss, you can tell me over the phone, or I can come to meet you." "It's fine. Since it's inconvenient, I'll visit you another time."

After Lewis finished speaking, he hung up the phone and handed it back to Conrad.

Conrad was utterly confused. He didn't understand the purpose of the call.

Lost in thought, Lewis looked out the window with an inscrutable expression.

"Chairman Alvarez, what do we do now?" Conrad asked.

Lewis turned around and glanced at Conrad. "Get a few people and pay Kiran a visit."

This time, Conrad understood. The visit Lewis mentioned wasn't a genuine one.

"I understand. I'll arrange it right away."

On the other end, Sophia was even more confused. She turned to look at Seth next to her and shrugged. "What does he mean?"

Seth put his chin on his palm and played with the orange on the table while smiling. "He's confirming whose side you're on."

Sophia froze for a moment.

Seth explained, "If you were on Kiran's side, you should be accompanying him in the hospital now instead of celebrating the New Year here." "You mean..." Sophia's expression changed.

Picking up an orange, Seth leaned back in his chair and leisurely peeled it.

"Besides Kiran, you'll only be with me. It's normal for him to guess it right. Don't worry. You should be getting a promotion soon."

Sophia didn't quite believe it. Why would he promote her if he already knew whose side she was on? That would be absurd.

Seth glanced at her deeply, his eyes showing a hint of disappointment. "Sophie, you need to sharpen your wits."

Sophia's face fell when she heard his remark, but she held back her anger. She said sarcastically, "So tell me, why would he promote me then?"

"It's simple. It's because of the ship explosion incident. Lewis needs someone to contact the high-level executives of Veda Group and expose the truth about the sunken ship, thus delivering a fatal blow to Kiran through Veda Group. And ..."

Seth smiled faintly. "I happen to have the means to make that contact."

"He's promoting you as a recognition of our cooperation. So, do you understand now?"

He spoke while putting the orange into his mouth, but then his expression changed as he spat it into the trash can. "It's so sour. Who bought these?"

"Mr. Fugerson."

"Don't let him do the shopping next time."

Sophia's lips twitched, and she returned to the topic. "So, he called just now to confirm whose side I'm on?"

"Isn't it obvious?"

Seth disdainfully tossed the orange into the trash can. "This guy, he values his pride too much. He won't come to me for help."

That was why he approached Sophia.

Sophia was somewhat surprised. Although Seth's explanation made sense, his description of Lewis seemed different from her impression of him. She had always thought Lewis was an aloof person who looked down on everyone. He always oozed an indifferent aura and had a superior attitude.

However, Seth made it sound like Lewis was an immature child.

Instead of sounding arrogant, he seemed quite approachable.

A smile unconsciously crept up her lips as she thought about this.

Seth suddenly reached out and tapped the table before her with his finger. "Stop daydreaming."

Sophia snapped back to reality and quickly suppressed the smile on her face. She retorted uneasily, "Who's daydreaming?"

Seth chuckled but didn't expose her.

When Lewis returned to the hospital room, Josephine was fast asleep on the sofa.

She resembled a little kitten.

Lewis walked up to her and bent down to lift her.

The moment he touched her, Josephine woke up from her slumber.

When Josephine saw Lewis, she instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck. Her eyes were filled with grievances as if blaming him for leaving for so long.

Lewis carried her and walked towards the bed before gently setting her down.

However, she continued to cling to his neck. Lewis maintained his bent posture, the pain in his wound faintly evident.

"Let go. My wound might reopen," Lewis said, looking pale. It was as if he was enduring something.

Upon seeing this, Josephine immediately released her grip.

Lewis sat beside her and closed his eyes to relax. When he opened his eyes, he appeared normal again.

"Don't be so anxious. I just went out for a little while."

Josephine's eyes were slightly red as she stared at his chest. After contemplating briefly, she raised her hand and lifted his shirt.

Unfortunately, his chest was wrapped in bandages, and she couldn't see anything.

She blinked her eyes and signed, asking if he was in pain.

Lewis fell silent for a while before uttering, "I'm fine."

Josephine didn't believe him. She could tell from the expression on his face.

She stared at him intently for a while, then signed, suggesting that she could help treat him.