Being Pursued By Ex-husband

Chapter 467

Sophia pulled up outside the front gate of the prison at three in the afternoon.

As she wasn't able to drive her car inside, Sophia had to get out of the car and walk in there instead.

Dillon had gotten a lot skinnier despite spending only a few months in prison.

"Long time no see, Old Mr. Xenos!" Sophia said with a smile as she sat down in front of him.

"Yes, it has indeed been a long time. I can't believe Alexander died just like that! This is such great news!"

The handcuffs on his wrists did nothing to stop Dillon from smacking the table as he burst out laughing.

Sophia simply maintained a calm smile and waited for Dillon to stop laughing before she said, "Word sure gets to you fast, Old Mr. Xenos."

As there were two prison wardens inside that tiny room with them, Dillon didn't dare gloat even though he felt extremely gleeful.

"Hmph! Rumor has it that you liked him very much, Ms. Yarrow. I suppose the rumors are just rumors, after all. You don't seem upset in the slightest."

Sophia let out a chuckle. "Alexander is perfectly fine, so why would I be upset?"

Dillon refused to believe what she had just said. "Alexander is dead, Sophia! His car crashed into that river in the middle of the night during winter! Do you have any idea how cold the water was? The only

reason they didn't find his body is because the fish have eaten it! Stop trying to deceive yourself!"

Sophia decided to get straight to the point and said, "If you don't believe me, then I have nothing else to say to you. Anyway, I came here because you wanted to see me. Well? What is it, Old Mr. Xenos?"

Dillon had a smug grin on his face as he leaned back against his chair and said, "Oh, it's nothing much, really. I just think you're a very talented person, Sophia. It's a shame you have such poor taste in men. Both of my sons are just as good, if not better, than Alexander. Had you become my daughter-in-law instead, the Xenos family would've become the wealthiest one in all of Jadeborough!"

Sophia lowered her head and snickered in response. "Oh, don't worry. The Xenos family is currently the wealthiest one in Jadeborough." She looked up at Dillon. "However, it's not your family that I'm talking about."

"Don't push your luck! Well, whatever... I don't want to argue with a young one like you. I'll be leaving the country in a few days, so it won't be easy for you to come to see me even if you want to!"

Dillon's eyes were beaming with excitement when he thought of finally gaining his freedom after making his way overseas.

"Yeah, you're right. People with end-stage lung cancer don't usually live very long, after all. You're not exactly known for your good luck, Old Mr. Xenos. Who knows? You might succumb to it shortly after leaving the country!"

"Do you want me dead that badly?"

Sophia shrugged nonchalantly. "I can't help it if you insist on seeing it that way. I simply want you to be aware of all possibilities, that's all."

Dillon's face turned gloomy when he heard that. It was true that he had late-stage lung cancer and would be receiving treatment overseas. Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

However, Dillon firmly believed that medical technology was better overseas and could easily prolong his life by another five to six years.

It was common for people to fear death as they grow old, and Dillon was no exception. Even so, he thought he would not be so afraid if he could reclaim Odyssey before his death.

All he wanted in life was to get his hands on Odyssey, but he didn't dare make a move while Beau was still around, and he was no match for Alexander after Beau passed.

Since Alexander was supposedly dead, he felt certain that he could defeat Sophia with ease and reclaim Odyssey.

"Is that all that you wanted to tell me, Old Mr. Xenos? If so, then I shall take my leave now. Have a nice day even if it is in prison."

Sophia's smile only made her sarcasm all the more obvious, much to Dillon's chagrin.

Noticing that his face had turned red with anger, Sophia added with a chuckle, "Don't be so angry, or your blood pressure will spike again! You wouldn't want to die before you even made it out of the country, would you?"

Sophia had deliberately said that just to spite Dillon. He clenched his fists so tightly that his veins were bulging from the back of his hands.

"Don't get too cocky, Sophia! I have a feeling you won't be working in Odyssey for long, so you would be wise to be on your guard at all times!"

Sophia got up and met Dillon's gaze as she replied, "Thank you for your concern, Old Mr. Xenos, but Odyssey is doing just fine right now. Oh, this reminds me... There's something I forgot to tell you about. I have obtained the original ledgers containing evidence of you and Mr. Zaat's misdeeds. You can go and get treated overseas, but if you'd like to return to this country, then I would be more than happy to help make this prison your retirement home."

"You—"

Dillon knew he couldn't afford to get mad at Sophia at the moment, so he could only grit his teeth in frustration.

He had hypertension, so he could very well end up dying before getting treated overseas.

Not wanting to give Sophia the satisfaction of watching him die from anger, Dillon closed his eyes and tried to keep his emotions in check.

Sophia broke into a faint smile as she walked up to him and whispered in his ear, "Make sure to stay safe while you're overseas, Old Mr. Xenos. Guns are legal there, so be careful not to get shot."

She then stood up straight and flashed Dillon yet another smile before leaving the room.

Dillon was so mad that it took him quite a while to realize what Sophia was talking about.

What the... Did she just threaten to have someone assassinate me while I'm overseas? Just how terrifying is this woman?

Having spoken to Dillon, Sophia finally understood why he had wanted to see her.

So, he only wanted to see me because he thought Alexander was dead. Heh... He sure overestimates himself sometimes. Did he really think he could accomplish with his old and frail body what he couldn't while he was young? What a joke! Hmm... It's also possible that he just thinks I'm a pushover.

"Ms. Yarrow!"

It wasn't until Sophia left the prison that she realized it was drizzling outside.

Fortunately for her, Felix was already waiting there with an umbrella. Sophia shot him a glance and said, "Thanks."

"Don't mention it."

Although Felix was curious and worried about Dillon's intentions, he didn't dare ask Sophia about it.

"You want to know what Dillon is up to, don't you?" Sophia asked when she saw him fidgeting about.

Felix nodded. "I had someone investigate him. He is indeed suffering from end-stage lung cancer. That, combined with his existing hypertension, makes for a very poor prognosis."

"He thinks Alexander is dead, so he might make a move after he heads overseas for his treatment," Sophia said. "Given his health condition, I doubt he would have the time and energy to do much, though."

Felix agreed with her statement, but he was still a little concerned. "You never know what a desperate man is capable of."

Since Dillon was dying, there was no telling what he might do if he failed to reclaim Odyssey.

"Well, that's assuming he actually lives that long," Sophia replied as she got into the car.

It was almost five by the time they returned to Odyssey. Since Sophia didn't have anything planned for the rest of the day, she had Felix stop the car outside the main entrance of the office building. "I think I'll slack off for today."

"You sure had it rough lately," Felix said with a chuckle.

"You guys have it worse."

"Don't forget your umbrella, Ms. Yarrow."

Sophia took the umbrella and got out of the car.

She didn't drive that day because her car had been sent for servicing.

Despite it being only a drizzle, it was incredibly cold due to the strong winds.

Holding the umbrella, Sophia was about to hail a cab and return to the mansion when someone honked at her.

She jumped in shock and instinctively turned toward the direction of the noise, only to see a black sedan slowly pull up beside her.

Sophia frowned in confusion as she leaned forward to have a closer look, only to see a familiar-looking person emerge from the car.

It was none other than Alexander, otherwise known as Claudius.