His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 447: Just a Mere Milton White

Chapter 447: Chapter 447: Just a Mere Milton White

Chapter 447

Alexander Foster looked at her, his eyes carrying a hint of indifference: "Why are you telling me these things?"

Sophia Spence paused: "Um, I mean... if their relationship is still not clear, Alex, your position is quite awkward now."

Alex’s eyes were cold, with a hint of chilly amusement at the corner of his mouth: "The woman’s method of driving a wedge between people won’t work on me."

Sophia Spence clenched her skirt in surprise, momentarily at a loss for words.

"Don’t you... mind her past, especially if it has something to do with Milton White?"

Alex sneered: "A mere Milton White is not worth giving up on her."

"But..."

"You’ve been paying such close attention, are you keeping an eye on her?" The man’s voice was chilly.

Sophia Spence suddenly dared not look at him, "I’m not."

"Oh, really?"

Sophia Spence hesitated for a moment, then changed her tune: "Well, I did have someone... keep an eye on her for a few days, but I really suspect her background is suspicious and could be harmful to you. Although she is ostensibly with the Collinses, she has never lived with them, so who knows what kind of person she has grown into?"

"Look, this is the information my people just sent me. Shouldn’t a decent girl go straight home after school? She went to the outskirts instead."

Alex glanced at the location information and the image, taking it all in.

He looked away: "Not to arbitrarily define a person is a basic upbringing; didn’t your parents teach you that?"

Sophia Spence bit her lip, unable to speak.

Alex was indifferent: "Starting from today, withdraw all your people and mind your own business. My affairs need no interference from you."

The man suddenly stood up.

"Alex!"

Alex stopped and said coldly, "Don’t you understand yet?"

"I could never be interested in you, so don’t waste your effort."

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At the same time, Raine Nolan and her party set out from the Collins residence, heading to the Fosters’.

Tristan Collins had only just learned that Raine was bitten by a dog and, upon hearing Rosalind Taylor’s explanation, said, "Both families should be united, and a dog can’t understand that. This time they invited us to dinner as a gesture, so don’t dwell on it too much."

"Also, Raine."

Raine was looking at her phone, and only when she heard her name called did she snap back to reality.

"Yes, dad?"

Tristan Collins wore a serious face and said, "Don’t provoke that dog again."

Theodore, who had been silent all the while, raised his head: "Dad, Victor is a very cute and gentle dog, why would it bite someone? Is it because that person was trying to do something bad?"

As he spoke, he gave Raine a sidelong glance.

Raine was startled and cursed the little brat in her heart.

Then, she continued to send messages to Brandon Spence.

This person had not responded to any of her messages for the past two days, and the most recent one simply told her to fend for herself.

She was extremely anxious.

Tristan Collins glanced at Theodore: "Don’t talk nonsense."

"Humph."

Theodore huffed and went back to playing with his things.

Rosalind Taylor remained silent, deep in her own thoughts.

Right now, her husband thought the other party was wrong and this dinner was an apology, but in reality, Evelyn Thompson was actually asking them to come over and apologize in disguise.

How could she tell the truth to Tristan, a man who valued face-saving so much?

She could only muddle through.

Soon, the car arrived at the Fosters’ residence.

This time, they were headed to the East Wing.

They’d originally assumed it would only be the East Wing family, but as they got closer, they heard Sophia Ford’s voice as well.

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(Robert Foster has something to say: Little ladies, please vote for the monthly tickets~ Goodnight (づ￣ 3￣)づ)