Chapter 114 - 114: Maybe Things Would Change

Albert sat on the sofa and said to her, "Order some songs, please."

Sophia just pressed "start". "No, there are some songs here. I like them."

She picked up the microphone and began to sing. She knew the songs well; her memory was good, so she didn't have to read the lyrics on the screen.

After singing a song, she felt a little relaxed. Then she sang another song.

Later, she was tired. Albert picked up the microphone and sang one. He sang very well. Listening to him sing was a kind of enjoyment.

For the next song, Albert handed the microphone back to Sophia.

Sophia knew from the prelude that it was her favorite song, "By the Butterfly Fountain", a very upbeat song.

She remembered that she ordered this song because of its pleasant name. She didn't know how to sing it, so she chose the original song. She wanted to listen first and then learn how to sing it.

It turned out that there was no original song, only the accompaniment.

Albert called in Lily, who was an ordinary waitress at the time, and asked, "Why is there no original?"

Lily helped to check but found nothing.

An idea occurred to her and said with a smile, "Yes, there is. I am the original singer."

Then she picked up the microphone, clicked on the accompaniment, and began to sing along with it.

Lily's voice was clear and melodious. She sang well and was pleased to hear. Her chubby body moved along the song, looked lovely.

Sophia had never heard the original song. She thought if Lily's voice was recorded and said to be the original song, she would never doubt it.

Sophia remembered the lyrics and melodies after listening to Lily singing it once. Although she couldn't sing it right herself, she couldn't do anything about it, and it's no use listening to it ten more times.

Sophia sang along. Lily stood beside and looked quite sad.

She was kind of worried that Sophia would tell others that she taught her this song. She wouldn't, would she?

No. She would never admit that.

Sophia thought that Lily was a smart girl and would definitely have a better future.

Sure enough, the next time she came, Lily was promoted to the foreman.

Sophia closed her eyes and sang the familiar song again.

After singing, she felt a little tired. She put down the microphone and turned to Albert, "It's your turn."

Albert did not move, black eyes fixed on her eyes, as if to see through her.

Sophia was a little baffling, "What's the matter?"

Albert did not look away from her face, but said slowly, "It's really good… to meet you again."

Sophia laughed, "Yeah. If you didn't meet me in the lab, you have to sing by yourself now."

Singing alone… How boring!

Albert picked up the microphone in front of him and said, "Now. I'll sing to you."

He went to the song stage and cut down a few songs.

The prelude flowed out of the stereo. Sophia remembered this song. Albert used to sing it.

"Just love you."

He sang very well. Sophia had an illusion that Albert was very devoted when he sang.

He was like a singer singing affectionately on stage.

Was he in love?

Sophia was a little lost at the thought of this possibility.

He might not bring her to sing next time, did he? He might come with his girlfriend…

***

When they came out of the KTV, it was more than six o'clock in the afternoon. After a while, it was the dismissal time, Sophia could go home.

"Let's eat." Said, Albert.

Sophia was hungry. "Yeah." She nodded.

Albert took out his cell phone and called Sampson to make an appointment.

Again, he reserved an empty restaurant.

Sophia was shocked.

Dishes served, and the taste was very good. Sophia was very confused. How could Albert always find good restaurants with few customers?

That wasn't right. Why didn't she ever find one?

She told Albert about her confusion.

Albert smiled, "This is not what I can do. Sampson is good at it."

Everything was not on him.

***

It took less than twenty-four hours for the kidnappers to be arrested. Freddy and other police officers, who were involved in the case, did not rest, and immediately began a follow-up investigation into the case.

Scales woke up that afternoon and was questioned by police officers at the hospital. He did not admit what he had done and had been trying to put the blame on others.

"Linda asked me to do it." Scales said. "She forced me to do it. Yes, it's her fault. If Kevin is dead, her son will be the inheritor. What does that have to do with me? You have to arrest her."

"She asked you to give up in the end. Why didn't you cooperate? How did she end up saving lives? And you are going to kill her."

Scales thought about it and changed his oral confession, "It's Callie. She told me to do it. She asked me to get close to Linda and get her property. Yes… I rented the house with her in the Garden Community. She planned it all. I was forced to do it."

Callie was his wife, Mrs. Lee.

The police asked Mrs. Lee to the police station to learn about the situation.

Mrs. Lee cried for her innocence, "I didn't conspire with him. I don't even know about this."

"Have you ever been to a Garden Community?" The police officer asked.

"No. Never." Mrs. Lee had a firm tone.

With Mrs. Lee's picture, the officer went to the Garden Community to identify her. Several residents recognized her, saying that she had been in the community, more than once.

In the face of the testimony, Mrs. Lee had to admit, "I've been to the neighborhood, but I'm just following him. I suspect he's hiding a woman there. The kidnapping has nothing to do with me. How can I conspire with him and his mistress? I want to tear her to pieces."

The officer was very angry. "Why didn't you say that when we were looking for Scales? Do you realize how important this news is to us?"

Mrs. Lee bit her lip. "I... I was going to say, but... If people knew my husband had a mistress, I... I would be embarrassed. It's really a shame."

That day, Mrs. Lee was detained by the police on charges of concealment. As for the final verdict, they would have to wait for the trial.

Mrs. Lee was completely stunned. She just didn't say where Scales was hiding. Was that a crime? She didn't do anything!

She hurriedly asked the police about her penalty and how long she might be sentenced.

"I don't know much about the law. You can consult a lawyer. With my experience in handling cases, it will be about a year or so. I've seen similar cases, and it should be like this."

Mrs. Lee cried out, "How is that possible? How could it be so serious?"

The officer glanced at her. "By the way, Linda should be about the same as you, about a year or so."

Mrs. Lee felt unfair. Linda was a direct participant in the kidnapping. She just did not provide information, but with the same crime with Linda.

It was so unfair.

She decided to find a good lawyer.. Maybe things would change.