Sofia twists the drama

The message from an unknown number was sneaking up on me and requesting me to step outside and check my mailbox, which I did, but there was nothing there. I didn't respond to the text and placed my phone on the table. Someone must play a cruel joke on me. My pals are few, so who could attempt a trick like this on me? There is only one person who I can count on to always have my back when things become tough: my best buddy Hana! I washed the cup in the sink in my kitchen when I felt someone behind me and turned around to find Hana holding the mug in her hand.

"I'll take care of that cup while you get some shut-eye." As I say this in a low tone,

"It's impossible for me, Ella, to sleep when everything in my life has turned upside down. Luke would do something like this to me, and I was completely unaware. I accepted his illogical explanation and placed my total confidence in him, and you know what, Ella, I am pregnant with his kid. When I went to tell Luke, I saw him making out with a female coworker. What am I supposed to do now, Ella? I'm at a loss." To calm Hana down, I wrapped my arms around her.

"'I'm here to help you, Hana. Know that you're not alone in this." I can feel tears welling up in my own eyes.

I will assassinate him personally as soon as I learn how much suffering my buddy is going through because of that cretinous Luke. While sitting on the sofa with Hana, she wept nonstop and fell asleep on my shoulder when weariness had taken hold of her. I gently raised her feet up on the couch so that she could sleep comfortably and wrapped her in a warm blanket.

It was already 05:00 a.m. in the morning when I saw my dad step out of the room, all dressed and ready to go for an early morning walk. Dad looks at Hana's slumber form for a moment before looking at me.

"How is she doing?" Dad whispers to me as we go into the kitchen.

"Hana discovered Luke's affair when she went to give him the wonderful news about her pregnancy," I said nothing further, and my father nodded, his care for Hana shown in his eyes. My father considers Hana to be her second daughter.

"After returning after the stroll," Dad adds, "I'll prepare pancakes to cheer Hana up; she always liked them while she was in college. I hope she still enjoys them!"

"Hana still has a soft spot for them. After landing in New York from California, she invited me to meet her at a pancake shop." It brought a smile to my face to remember how excited Hana was to meet me upon arrival at the airport.

"I completely forgot to ask how your first day of work went; I hope the strain wasn't too much," Dad remarked while brewing a fast cup of coffee for him and me.

"It went well, Dad, and pressure is a normal aspect of my job." However, the worst part of the day was not wanting to reveal how unhappy I was to see my ex's face and have to work so closely with him.

"It's time to go for a stroll and don't worry about Hana; I'll cheer her up since she's like my daughter and I know Ella doesn't enjoy seeing people close to her upset." Dad's comments prompted a warm grin on my face, which was reciprocated by dad.

As I finish up my morning regimen, I check my phone and find James' good morning message, complete with a sweaty workout body and a picture of his delectable-looking abs, greeting me. The image of his abs made me feel like a horny adolescent girl.

"I'm missing you a lot, and you're making my heart throb here with that sexy picture that's illegal, James, and I'm going to sue you for it." I text back.

"Do I get a reward or not, babe? I'm ready to sue whenever you want." He texted me back, making me grin.

"Of course, darling, you'll have your sugar only when you're in New York." I replied.

"That's not fair darling, I'm counting down the days till I can see you again." James responds to the text.

"Babe, I just wanted to let you know Hana has crashed into my apartment and is in a tough situation since she discovered Luke's cheating on her." text back to James.

"Fuck that bastard, Luke. I'm hoping Hana can keep herself together in this disaster," James asks.

"Nah, she isn't doing so well, but she has me as a support system, and I will assist Hana, who has done a lot for me. But, Babe, I have to get going. Love you." Text back.

While looking at the clock, I saw how far behind schedule I had been, so I hurried to my closet to get out my black dress shirt and Creme formal skirt, and I put my hair up in a bun and put on some concealer to cover up my freckles.

In my hand, I held my black heels as I carefully made my way out of the Hallway, past Hana, who was still asleep. Stepping outside into my stilettos, a cab was waiting for me at the front entrance of the building. My nervousness about seeing Darcus again increased as the cab ride to my new job continued. I couldn't figure out why I was experiencing a peculiar feeling, and concealing things from James was also consuming my thoughts.

"Madam, we have arrived at our location," the cab driver said. My feet hit the pavement as I exited the vehicle and explored the premises. Finally, I get a glimpse of Sofia leaving her vehicle and handing over the keys to the security personnel posted at the car park.

"I thought you wouldn't show up to work, but you dare show ugly mug," Sofia stated, a snarl on her face.

"I have ignored your absurd dog barking," I say as I make my way to the elevator with this b*tch.

Sofia's attitude altered, and her eyes were a different hue when she stared at me. The air was so oppressive in the elevator that she strained against it, and her hands snaked around my neck, and she grinned evilly. Fortunately, I had learned how to defend myself, so I tossed my handbag at her, causing her to wobble back, and I smacked Sofia in the face hard at the same time the elevator doors opened, with Mr. Darcus Miller standing and watching the event unfold, as well as Avery standing.

"Ella, I only wanted to assist you with the File and point out the errors you made on your paper. Please do not physically harm me for this. I will try my best as you instruct." Sofia's voice was trembling, and her cheeks were crimson with my hand mark print.

"I'm sorry you had to witness this, Mr. Miller," Sofia says. I was taken aback by what Sofia had just said.

"Sofia, stop lying. You were the one who started hurling insults at me first, then you came at me first and choked my neck just now." I speak in a firm voice.

"So much for Miss.Hart's ridiculous antics. I witnessed you smack Miss Collins right in front of my eyes, and I need to talk to you about it right now in the office." Avery said in a commanding voice.

"No, Avery, I'll take care of this for you. Why don't you go on with our meeting? I'll be there in a few minutes." Then, in a crisp voice, Mr. Miller remarked.

Sofia concealed her devilish smirk under false tears as we followed Mr. Miller to his cabin, and Mr. Miller looked at me with a glare of displeasure. All of our coworkers were interested to see Drama, and they were staring at us with wide eyes.

"It'd be an honor if you could explain, Miss.Hart." Mr. Miller said in a chilly tone, and I could see his displeasure in his eyes.

"Mr. Miller, Because I'm in a position of power, this woman launches a verbal assault on me first. Miss Collins overstepped her bounds when she strangled my neck, and here are the consequences." I say. To my pale skin, I showed to the hand mark Sofia on my neck. Did I see things these days, or did Mr. Miller's eyes twitch in a concerted manner?

"You should tell me your side of the tale, too, Miss Collins." Mr. Miller's gaze is drawn to her, and Sofia maintained her composure.

"Miss.Hart's allegations are baseless; I would never bully someone; I am the victim of Miss. Hart's bullying; you have already witnessed how she smacked my face hard," Sofia says. Mr. Miller pauses for a moment to reflect.

"Miss. Hart, this is your first and last warning from me. Miss Collins may take a half-day and recuperate while Miss. Hart covers Miss. collins work for the next five days, which means more work for Miss. Hart." It was Mr. Miller's statements that left me dumbfounded. What the fuck is going on here? I am not to blame.

"That is not required, Mr. Miller. However, I want to finish my duty, but I appreciate Mr.Miller for your honest conclusion and help stop Miss. Hart's bullying behavior at me." Sofia smiled at Mr. Miller, but he didn't see since he seemed preoccupied with checking his phone, beeping with an unfamiliar sound.

"You two are free to go now." Mr. Miller says. Sofia nods and walks out the door, and I lock the door as she exits the room. Mr. Miller notices the sound of the door being shut and raises an eyebrow at me in question.