Conquest Game: The Aloof Husband is Dangerous!-Chapter 176 - 160: Knowing Where You Stand

Phoebe Turner was so scared she fell silent, not daring to make a sound.

Ruth Leighton quickly gave her daughter a meaningful look, leading Phoebe Turner to whisper, "Dad, I know I was wrong. I just wanted to apologize to my sister. It’s all my fault for being so immature. After this incident, I’ve come to a deep understanding of my mistakes. I’ve been reflecting on myself every day..."

Victor Turner’s face finally softened a lot. A good family ending up like this was partly his responsibility, so he didn’t scold his youngest daughter too much.

"Does Laura have any other friends nearby? Try to get in touch with them, and visit all the hospitals; you’ll definitely find her."

"Yes, don’t worry, Dad! I’ll apologize to my sister as soon as I find her."

"Okay."

After a moment of silence, Phoebe Turner cautiously asked, "Dad, do you think the people helping Laura might have been sent by Fourth Young Master Hawthorne? I’ve heard for a while that she and Fourth Young Master..."

Victor Turner shot a cold glance at his youngest daughter, "It’s best not to speak nonsense without evidence! I don’t want to hear this again!"

Phoebe Turner shrank back, unwilling to risk angering her father at this critical moment. Her classmates had already mocked her because her mother went to the streets to clean up garbage, and if her father got mad and refused to acknowledge her as his daughter, she’d be done for...

So, she was very clear about her situation.

That night.

In the VIP room of a certain high-end entertainment club.

Four single men troubled by love were playing cards. Jason Hawthorne played a nine of circles and looked at Asher Thorne opposite him, "You really didn’t give a bad idea?"

Asher Thorne raised his hand in oath, "I promise this time it will definitely succeed. Women! You have to be hot and cold to them so they remember how good you are. Plus, I’m certain that not bothering her for a few days will make her feel strange."

Silas Sutton gave him a cold glance, "You really know how to give advice, but your own relationships aren’t handled that well!"

Asher Thorne cried out in grievance, "Brother, do you really want me to be your brother-in-law?"

Silas Sutton coldly snorted, "Get lost!"

Asher Thorne shrugged, "SO, I can’t do anything about it!"

Landon Linden revealed his hand, "Mahjong! I bear witness! Asher Thorne was really ruthless to Sophie that day; even I, an outsider, couldn’t bear to watch."

Asher Thorne tossed over a card, "Nobody asked you, dummy!"

The three of them bickered back and forth, while Jason Hawthorne smoked away in silence, holding back from seeing Laura Quincy for five days, which was his limit.

He didn’t know what else to do and chose to believe Asher Thorne because, after all, he was the most experienced one in relationships among the four of them.

When it came to love theories, his theoretical knowledge was comprehensive and convincing.

"Boss, you’re not wrong to listen to me, tomorrow is the last day, we must see it through, but tomorrow Twinkle will play a big role."

Asher Thorne spoke with confidence.

Jason Hawthorne squinted, blowing out a smoke ring, "Twinkle?"

Asher Thorne nodded, "Yeah! Twinkle is the key player here."

Jason Hawthorne was skeptical; his son had already helped all he could. Could Asher Thorne have any better idea?

"It better be like that."

"Relax! Leave it to me."

Asher Thorne confidently assured, but as for the specifics, it would have to wait until they saw Twinkle tomorrow to tell him. He’s so smart and clever, there wouldn’t be a problem!

Jason Hawthorne didn’t know where Asher Thorne’s confidence came from, but for now, he had no choice but to believe him, as he was indeed at a loss in this area...

What he thought was nothing turned into Laura Quincy refusing to forgive him, which became a heartache for him.

Around 11 p.m., Asher Thorne went out to take a phone call. Upon reaching the corner, he saw two hooligan-looking men blocking a girl there... harassing her.

Initially, he had no interest in such matters. It’s an entertainment venue! Such things were common.

However—

The girl looked familiar to him through the corner of his eye, prompting him to take another look...

Oh my gosh!

It was Sophie Sutton! And she had smoky eye makeup on; no wonder he almost didn’t recognize her just now!

Sophie Sutton was dragged out by friends for fun tonight, having encountered frequent setbacks in her love life recently; she needed to vent her emotions.

So, she donned a "little bad girl" look, with smoky eyes, a black jacket, a skirt short as thigh-high, and black stockings...

She looked like a sexy little bad girl no matter how you saw it.

The friends in the private room got too wild, so she went out for some fresh air, only to be targeted by two hooligans on the spot.

She slightly raised the corners of her eyes, disdainfully saying, "Missy has no time to play with you! Get lost as far as you can!"

One hooligan laughed foolishly, "Hey! She’s a little firecracker! Brother likes this kind a lot!"

The other hooligan also lasciviously stared at her, "Hey brother, little firecracker’s got a nice figure too! Just the way I like it! Probably feels great to touch!"

The two ogled Sophie Sutton with suggestive eyes, gearing up to make a move.

Sophie Sutton was very impatient being blocked by the two hooligans, arrogantly said, "Do you know who I am, Grandma? With your behavior, you think you’re fit to stand in front of Grandma, you have three seconds to disappear!"

With that, she awaited the hooligans to scram.

But, as if they’d listen so obediently?

The captured little dove had no reason to fly away?

With a wicked smile, they reached out to her, and just then, a strong arm came from behind, gripping their arms tightly and easily throwing them aside.

The two stumbled and rolled to the ground, their arms nearly broken, and just as they were about to curse, they were cowed by Asher Thorne’s cold demeanor.

Asher Thorne shot a cold glance at the two on the ground, "Get lost! Next time I see you two, it won’t just be a broken arm!"

One hooligan cursed, "Just you wait! I’ll get my big brother to chop you!"

Before Asher Thorne could respond, Sophie Sutton rushed over and stepped on him hard, "Chop who? Chop who? Seems like you need a beating!"

Being ravaged by her, the hooligan nearly fainted, having never expected a little pepper to be so fierce, refreshing their knowledge completely.

The other hooligan, sensing the situation turning, quickly pulled him away. In such a place, if you can’t read people, you won’t last...

After they left, Sophie Sutton also prepared to return to the private room.

Asher Thorne, with a black face, grabbed her arm, "Sophie, you’ve had too much to drink."

Only getting close did he notice Sophie Sutton’s eyes looking drunk, her steps unsteady, which were clear signs of over-drinking.

Sophie Sutton roughly shook off his hand, standing there staring at him for a few seconds, "Don’t think I owe you just because you played hero saving the beauty! Did I ask you to interfere with my business?"

Asher Thorne furrowed his brow, had he mistaken her for someone else? Could the girl in front not be Sophie?

"Sophie, you..."

Sophie Sutton suddenly stepped closer, poking his chest with her finger, her eyes unfocused to the extreme, "You think you can call me by my name? Who do you think you are? Move! You’re blocking Missy’s path!"

With that, she reached to push Asher Thorne aside, showing no sign of pretending.

Asher Thorne was a bit confused, does she have some split personality? Did she really not recognize him, or was she faking it?

Or was she simply also named "Sophie"?

Either way, until he figured out if she was Sophie Sutton, he couldn’t let such a drunk her leave, wearing such revealing attire and smoky makeup, not knowing who she was with, if something happened...

Not only wouldn’t White let him off, he wouldn’t be able to face himself.

Then he reached out to hold her gently, "Sophie, you’ve had too much to drink; I’m your Asher brother."

Sophie Sutton had a totally confused look, impatiently shaking off his hand, "Asher my foot! Uncle, are you annoying! I clearly look much younger than you, doesn’t holding onto me feel pathetic? How are you different from those two hooligans?"

Her words left Asher Thorne with a black face, Uncle? Did he really look that old? He was only ten years older than this little brat!

Not even a whole cycle, how could he earn the title of Uncle?

"Sophie Sutton! Haven’t you made enough fuss!"

Asher Thorne more and more thought Sophie Sutton was deliberately getting back at him, otherwise, how could she not recognize him suddenly?

He really didn’t believe she had some sort of split personality disorder!

The named Sophie Sutton glanced at him coldly, "Uncle, you really know me?"

Asher Thorne almost spat blood...

What had he done to deserve this?

That girl sure acts well!

"You’ve had too much; I’ll take you back!"