Chapter 182- tangled in the drama

Sophia sat in the shop, gazing at the low-key black sedan outside.

The car windows were rolled up, making it impossible to see if Capone was inside.

This had been the routine lately— even if he was busy with work and couldn't come over himself, he would always have his subordinates drive the car to the street corner outside the shop, waiting to pick up the kids for kindergarten. The car would slowly follow them, ensuring their safety and preventing another accident like the last time.

Sophia sighed, unable to decide whether she was hoping Capone would come or not.

That day, after their passionate encounter, his eyes had been filled with so many unspoken words, yet he said nothing more and left. To say she wasn't upset would have been a lie.