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Goodbye, My Wretched Love! By Dolly Molly

Chapter 168
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Chapter 168

Sofia didn’t expect Hank to send a message at this time, and the sound of the roaring motorcycles

outside the key was more like the magic sound from hell to her.

Hank must be insane to be unhappy at Sierra Villa looking for Finley again.

Last time he was lucky, not being caught by Finley, this time he probably won’t be so lucky.

Sofia’s heart tugged, her fingers flicked on the information on the burn–after–read applet, as long as

she clicked on the information, no matter whether she read it or not, the information would instantly turn

into countless light spots.

Finley walked in front of Sofia, grabbed Sofia’s thin wrist, and there was a look of suspicion in his eyes.

With a slight squeeze of his fingers, Sofia’s phone fell to the bed and Finley picked it up.

There is no need to swipe to turn on the screen, Sofia has already turned on the screen, but there is

only the last bit of starlight falling slowly on the mini program that burns after reading, and there is

nothing else.

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Finley stared at the inconspicuous little program, and there was no name on the little program, it was

just an ordinary folder.

After he clicked on it, it was just a dialog box for typing, nothing else.

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Finley looked at Sofia, raised his eyebrows slightly: “What is it, hidden so tightly?”

Sofia held back her violent heartbeat, looked at Finley and said, “It’s a word game software that records

things, and I just play around with it.”

Finley stopped talking. He knew the character of this woman best. Although she was young and

energetic, she was different from other girls.

I don’t like shopping, I don’t like trendy games, and I don’t even follow dramas.

Her biggest hobby is to travel around with a camera to take pictures of landscapes, and then go to

libraries, art galleries and various museums.

Originally Finley thought he was bored enough, but this woman was even more bored.

Now Sofia said in a hurry that she was playing a game, heh! It is estimated that he is really playing

word games with him.

He was very curious, rubbing the phone screen back and forth and laughing: “I remember you didn’t

play games before, when did your hobbies change? Teach me? I want to play too!”

Sofia froze there, and Finley handed her the phone, his eyes flickering.

“Mr. Stwart won’t like it, and people always change, don’t they?” Sofia wanted to pull the phone out of

Finley’s hand, but he didn’t expect him to pinch the edge of the phone.

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Sofia frowned slightly, Finley let go of her fingers anyway, and Sofia hurriedly took the phone over and

held it in her hand.

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Finley straightened up slowly, walked to the French window of the bedroom, and drew the curtains.

There is a drone show in mid–air outside, and there is still a large sea of tulips.

Finley was dazed for a moment, and walked around one side of the French windows to stand on the

balcony.

The drone show in the night sky came to an abrupt end. As usual, after the sea of tulips, there was

Cupid’s love, which pierced two hearts with one arrow.

But today ended early, the roar of motorcycles resounded through the sky again, and then those

teenagers left in a hurry. Even Sofia, who was sitting on the bed and couldn’t see the outside situation,

could imagine the panic of those teenagers fleeing.

Finley saw a tall figure disappear outside his villa, and his heart sank instantly.

It’s not like Brian is back, Brian is also fun in spite of his biker

suit.

But Brian can be regarded as a bigwig in the NY business world, and he is quite calm, not to mention

something that Noah did.

All those men that Finley could get involved with Sofia went through in his mind one by one, the more

he thought about it, the more chilling he became.