The soft morning light filters into the room, gently coaxing Sophia awake in Alexander's apartment. The previous night's events still echo in her thoughts as she opens her eyes, taking in her surroundings within the guest room's comforting embrace.As the remnants of sleep recede, Sophia's senses come alive to the peculiar quietness of the apartment. She wonders where Alexander might be. With a quiet and curious determination, she softly opens the bedroom door and peers into the hallway, calling his name with a gentle tone."Alexander?" she murmurs, her voice echoing in the space. The scent of sizzling bacon suddenly wafts towards her, pulling her in a specific direction. She follows the mouthwatering aroma, allowing it to guide her toward the source.The kitchen greets her with the promise of a delicious morning meal. A meticulously arranged breakfast is laid out on the granite countertop—scrambled eggs, crispy bacon, and fresh fruit presented on a plate. Adjacent to the plate lies a
Previous encounters still resonate at the office as Sophia delves into her work. Her focus shifts as she encounters a new challenge—a difficult client who was recommended by none other than Emily's mother. The client, Mr. Thompson, seeks her expertise to handle a significant business merger and acquisition case. Despite the weight of her previous interactions with Emily and her mother, Sophia's commitment to her profession remains steadfast. She takes on the case, determined to separate her personal feelings from her legal responsibilities.The hours of the day blend into one another as Sophia meticulously prepares for the crucial meeting. The stakes are high, and the weight of the impending negotiations rests heavily on her shoulders. When the appointed time arrives, Sophia dons her professional demeanor and meets Mr. Thompson at his office. With a practiced air of confidence, they discuss the strategy for the upcoming meeting."Mr. Thompson," Sophia begins," we need to be thoroug
After parting ways with Michael, Sophia continued her day at the hotel. Little did she know, Michael's encounter with her had an unexpected outcome.Watching Sophia walk away, Michael found himself crossing paths with Emily Williams within the bustling corridors of the hotel. A smile crosses his lips.He couldn't help but seize the moment to engage in some playful banter, his tone flippant as he teased her."Well, well, if it isn't Alexander's girlfriend. Waiting here for a romantic date, I assume?" Michael says as she slides up alongside Emily.Emily's cheeks flushed a faint shade of pink, a mix of embarrassment and surprise sweeping over her features.Stammering, Emily replies, "I—what? No, I'm not his girlfriend. I'm here for something else entirely."Michael's eyes sparkled mischievously, the bouquet of vibrant flowers in his hand that Sophia had rejected. He presents it with a dramatic flourish.With a grin, Micheal replies, "Ah, so you're saying you're not here to sweep him off
Alexander was sipping his coffee in the kitchen, contemplating which task to tackle for the day. As he passed through the living room, his attention was captured by the turned-on television. Sophia appeared on the screen, doing her best to evade the reporters. As usual, her posture was straight, and she displayed no signs of concern. Reporters bombarded her with questions about an alleged attempt to bribe a lawyer. They accused her of underhanded actions against a neighboring company. Apparently, the collaboration with Mr. Thompson was also not going well, Alexander thought. He increased the volume of the TV. He had vowed not to involve himself with her again; he hoped their differences had been resolved on the stormy night when he had invited her to his home. Despite everything, he found himself staring at the report, feeling a gnawing unease. He couldn't believe that Sophia would resort to bribery; she was a reputable lawyer. Deciding it was time to head to work, he grabbed his
Sophia sat in her office, surrounded by a mountain of documents, her thoughts immersed in the intricacies of the investigation. The door to her office slammed open, and her assistant Trevor burst in, an urgency radiating from him. Without giving her a chance to speak, he launched into his news. "Turn on the news on your TV," Trevor demanded, his tone urgent and his face flushed. Baffled by his abrupt entrance, she questioned, "What's going on?" Trevor grabbed the remote without answering, the TV screen flashing to life and revealing a news segment featuring Michael. Reporters swarmed around him in front of the hotel they had met at just two days prior. The reporters' barrage of questions filled the air. "So, you're asserting that Sophia had no involvement in the bribery?" they questioned, their voices eager for his response. A smug smile curved Michael's lips as he responded confidently. "Absolutely. I've obtained the footage from the lobby cameras that show me and Miss Johnson
While they were in the car, Sophia suddenly grabbed her head. Startled, Alexander instinctively shifted slightly, ready to support her if she were to falter. However, he was quick to respond, wrapping his arms around her to steady her."Are you okay?" he asked, concern evident in his voice."Yes, everything is fine. It happens from time to time," she reassured him, her voice holding a touch of frustration."What's going on? Are you feeling unwell?" he inquired further."I'm just overtired, and the sleepless hours are catching up with me. It's nothing out of the ordinary. I'll be fine by the time we get to the office."He didn't seem convinced. "No chance. I'm taking you home so you can rest.""I'm really fine, Alexander," Sophia replied, her annoyance palpable.He looked into her eyes, a frown creasing his forehead. "Sophia, I know what it's like to work non-stop but trust me, it's not sustainable. Going without proper rest will only worsen things. Go home, get some rest, and come bac
Sitting in the dimly lit expanse of his office, Alexander awaited Kyle's report. He needed answers, and he needed them soon. As the door swung open, he turned his attention to the figure entering.Kyle, the informant Alexander had enlisted, wasted no time in delivering his findings. His tone was direct and matter-of-fact, a reflection of the challenging task he had undertaken."I don't know who this woman is, but she has covered her tracks very well," Kyle's words hung in the air, drawing Alexander's full attention.Alexander's brow furrowed, a scowl forming as he processed the information. His impatience was palpable as he nodded for Kyle to continue."I can find absolutely no information about Miss Johnson's two-year marriage," Kyle's words held a sense of exasperation as if he had encountered an insurmountable barrier.The revelation caught Alexander off guard. "So, she wasn't married?"Kyle shook his head. "No, she was married, but the details surrounding her marriage are shrouded
When Sophia returned to the table, she was relieved to find that Alexander had seemingly forgotten his last question. "You know, Sophia, I could help you get revenge on your ex-husband," he offered, his intention genuinely well-meaning. Sophia couldn't help but burst into laughter at his obliviousness. She found his suggestion amusing, considering her true knowledge of the situation. "There's really no need for that," she responded, a playful glint in her eyes. "But he treated you so poorly," Alexander persisted. Sophia chuckled. "Mr. Stone, you seem unusually invested in the affairs of the men around me this morning. It almost gives the impression that you have some... rather strong sentiments towards me." Alexander appeared taken aback for a moment before breaking into a smile that matched her own. "Oh, nothing of the sort. I simply wanted to offer my assistance." "And why would you want to do that?" He offered a straightforward explanation. "You've helped me before, and now