Sophia did not answer the question. Instead, she hung up without hesitation. "What a barbarian."
The moment she hung up, the other side called again. She shook her head at the maid. "I'm not taking his calls anymore."
As the little princess of the Jensen Family, she naturally had her own pride—did being from the Investigation Bureau mean they could be rude?
She would not answer, but the maid did not dare refuse the call. She was only a messenger, after all; she could not afford to make anyone hold a grudge against her.
Even if she had been forced to answer, she could still criticize the other party. The young lady asked you a question, and you refused to answer. That was not how a civilized person behaved.
The caller cursed furiously, saying his subordinates might freeze to death—yet it was not as if Sophia had never done something like this before!
Then he threatened her, asking whether she believed he could dispatch a helicopter right now and see where Sophia could run.
His voice was so frantic that Sophia could hear it from far away. She smiled disdainfully. "Then let him come."
Watching Feng Jun concentrate on dismantling the surveillance equipment, she felt as though she had a mountain at her back. She was utterly calm.
Before long, someone else called the maid's phone. It was Old Jensen. "Sophia, you're back? The Investigation Bureau says you kidnapped three of their employees?"
"Of course not. Grandpa, what nonsense are you talking about?" Sophia hung up without hesitation and even snorted. What an old fool—could something like that be discussed over the phone?
What she did not know was that Old Jensen stared blankly at the disconnected call for a moment before giving a bitter smile. "She's finally grown up."