Seeing Martin, Scott didn't show a hint of curiosity and came over, saying, "Idiot, come with me."
Bruce stood at the front desk unwilling to move, planning to let Martin meet Sophia alone.
Martin grabbed his arm and pulled, saying, "What are you afraid of?"
Scott turned around, baring his teeth in a grin, "At most, you'll end up like me. After you endure it enough times, you'll understand that it's actually a kind of enjoyment."
Martin patted Old Cloth's shoulder, "I understand now why you're always so nervous and scared, you haven't endured it enough times!"
Bruce said nothing. To a rotten person like Martin, the more you resist, the more excited he gets.
Out of consideration for Elena, Scott reminded them, "You understand Sophia; what she cares about most is reliability and safety."
Martin nodded, "Thanks."
Scott opened the door and led the two of them into the reception room.
Sophia was sitting on the long sofa, calling out, "Martin, Old Cloth, sit wherever you like."
