At the police station, the statement had already been taken, but Sophie Foster was hugging her studded backpack and refusing to leave the office of the kindly police officer.
"Let's go, Sophie,"
Mia Foster tugged at Sophie's sleeve, speaking in a good-natured manner, "It's just a matter of paying for some medical expenses, don't dwell on it."
"I won't!" Sophie twisted her body away stubbornly, "That scumbag insulted me first, why should I compensate him for medical expenses? I haven't even demanded compensation for my emotional distress yet!"
"Sophie, let's go, your sister will pay the compensation for you." Titus Zane, who had been silent all this time, also spoke up. She had left in such a hurry that she forgot to bring her cellphone and wallet, but she had Nathan Moore's Black Card with her.
"It's really not about the money, it's about principle!" Sophie clung to her backpack, stubbornly refusing to leave her chair.
