At this moment, Sophie did not know whether this was reality, whether she was stuck in a dream, or whether this was all just her own wishful thinking as her soul was about to leave her body before she died.

However, she could see Charlie’s face very clearly at this time.

‘This is my benefactor who descended like a God-sent soldier and rescued me and my brother from the Japanese ninjas’ hands!’

‘This is my benefactor who once scolded me on the streets of Tokyo, for being superficial and being