When Sivan left, Sophia looked at Carl and said in a teasing tone, "What's that we can't talk about in front of your girlfriend?"
Hearing this, Carl couldn't help but laugh, "If the paparazzi heard what you said, it would become trending again."
Although he hadn't contacted Sophia after returning from abroad, they had been close for so many years. After a while, the familiar feeling returned.
"It's no big deal. Besides, I believe you will take care of it."
Sophia knew how to get along with Carl; otherwise, she wouldn't have been friends with him for so many years.
For example, at this moment, Carl had even sent his girlfriend away to chat with her. It meant he still trusted her.
A romantic prodigal like Carl would never really love anyone. In the end, he would definitely find the most suitable person to marry.
At that time, she, as one of Carl's oldest friend, would naturally be his first choice.
Carl said calmly, "You know what Jessica is like. Don't mess with her."
"What?" Sophia's expression changed. She never thought Carl would only tell her this. He had even driven Sivan away!
Sophia quickly adjusted her mood and smiled, "I didn't. I just happened to meet Jessica. You were thinking too much."
"That's good." Then he reminded her, "Don't call her nickname. She doesn't like people calling her that."
Jessica and Sophia had never been close. Whenever they met, there would be a big quarrel.
Carl didn't know what kind of grudge they had, but they still didn't like each other even after growing up.
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