CHAPTER 55SOPHIAKylie's voice echoed through the phone as I dialed her number, seeking solace in the midst of the chaos that had become my day. "Hey, Soph, what's up?" she chirped.I sighed, the exhaustion evident in my voice. "Kylie, it's been a day. A terrible, no-good, absolutely dreadful day."Her concern kicked in instantly. "Uh-oh. Spill the tea, girl. What happened?"Taking a deep breath, I began recounting the harrowing encounter with Jake, the harasser extraordinaire. "So, picture this: a typical office day, and out of nowhere, Jake decides it's prime time to be a total creep. He cornered me, Kylie. Literally. Tried to lay one on me, right there in the office."Kylie's gasp reverberated through the phone. "No way! That's insane. What did you do?""I slapped him, Kylie. Slapped him like they do in the old movies. And that's not even the worst part," I groaned."Wait, there's more?" Kylie's incredulous tone pushed me to spill the entire saga."Yeah, brace yourself. Henry, my
CHAPTER 56SOPHIAHenry called me into his office, and as I entered, he greeted me with a warm smile. "Hey, Sophia, how's everything going?"I couldn't contain my excitement. "Oh, you won't believe what happened with Gwen today! I finally stood up to her, and let me tell you, it was epic!"Henry chuckled, leaning back in his chair. "Really? Do tell."I eagerly took a seat, ready to spill the workplace tea. "So, she tried to corner me again about getting special treatment because of our relationship, and I just shut her down. Told her I earned my place here and that her opinions about my personal life don't matter."Henry raised an eyebrow, amused. "And how did she take that?""Oh, you should've seen her face! Priceless. She was speechless for a moment, and then she just stormed off. Victory, Henry, sweet victory!"He laughed heartily. "I can imagine the scene. Good for you, Sophia.""I know, right? It's about time I put her in her place. And Jake, too. I won't let anyone mess with my
CHAPTER 57HENRY’S POVWe were putting on our clothes and I felt like taking her right there again, Sophia is all I want at this moment andI didn’t care if we were in the office or being watched by a thousand multitudes. I wanted all of her and she looked at me with that same longing.I pulled Sophia into a sweet, lingering kiss, savoring the moment. Just as we were about to part, I felt a strange shift in the atmosphere. Sophia's curious eyes turned towards the door, and my gaze followed hers.There stood a woman, looking bewildered and catching us in the act. My heart sank as I recognized her – Catherine, my ex-wife. The timing couldn't have been worse.Sophia asked the inevitable question, "Who is she?"I sighed, reluctantly releasing Sophia. "Catherine. My ex-wife."Catherine's surprise quickly turned into a smirk, and my blood started to boil. Sophia, sensing the tension, stepped back, giving us some space.I turned to Catherine, my tone sharp, "What are you doing here?"She play
CHAPTER 58HENRY I stormed into Lynda's office, the weight of Catherine's blackmail heavy on my shoulders. Lynda looked up from her desk, her eyes widening as she saw the frustration etched on my face."Lynda, we have a problem," I blurted out, collapsing into the chair across from her.She raised an eyebrow, concern furrowing her brow. "What happened?"I took a deep breath, trying to find the right words. "Catherine. She's here, and she's blackmailing me."Lynda's eyes flashed with a mix of disbelief and anger. "Blackmailing you? What on earth for?"I leaned forward, resting my elbows on her desk. "She found out about Sophia and me. Now she wants a million dollars to keep quiet and not tell Collins."Lynda's jaw dropped, and she let out an exasperated sigh. "You've got to be kidding me. Catherine, of all people?"I nodded, frustration evident in my voice. "I can't believe she'd stoop this low. I need your help, Lynda. What do I do?"She leaned back in her chair, tapping a pen agains
SOPHIAI grabbed my phone, anxiety churning in my stomach like a turbulent sea. The weight of the situation had settled heavily on my shoulders, and I needed a lifeline. Kylie, my confidante in all things chaotic, would be the perfect sounding board.I dialed her number, the phone ringing a series of ominous tones before she finally picked up."Hey, Sophia! What's up?" Kylie's voice, usually bubbly and full of energy, now carried a hint of concern."Kylie, you won't believe what happened," I began, my words tumbling out in a rush. "Henry's ex-wife, Catherine, showed up out of nowhere, and she's trying to blackmail us.""Wait, what?" Kylie's response crackled through the phone. "Blackmail? Are you serious?"I let out a heavy sigh. "Dead serious. She knows about us, about Henry and me, and she wants money to keep it quiet. If we don't pay up, she's threatening to spill the beans to her dad."There was a moment of silence on the other end, and I could almost sense Kylie processing the in
Chapter 60 SOPHIA I strolled through the mall, trying to clear my mind from the Catherine-induced chaos at home. Retail therapy was my go-to, and today's mission was simple: find a cute dress and maybe a new pair of shoes to distract myself from the looming storm. As I scanned the racks, my fingers grazing over fabrics, I heard an unsettling voice behind me. "Sophia, darling, fancy meeting you here." I turned around, and there she was, Catherine, like a dark cloud hovering over my moment of retail bliss. "Are you stalking me now?" I snapped, unable to hide the irritation in my voice. Catherine chuckled, a sound that grated on my nerves. "Stalking? Oh, please. I just happen to enjoy the same exquisite taste in fashion." I rolled my eyes, unimpressed by her thinly veiled attempts at camaraderie. "Cut the act, Catherine. What do you want this time?" She leaned in, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "I want what's rightfully mine, Sophia. And you and your dear Henry ar
CHAPTER 61 SOPHIA The moment I stepped into the house, a sense of foreboding gripped me. The air was thick with tension, and I couldn't shake the feeling that something ominous awaited me. And then I saw her – Catherine, perched on the living room couch like a vulture ready to strike. "What do you think you're doing, Sophia?" she spat out, her eyes blazing with fury. I couldn't let her intimidate me. "I'm living my life, Catherine. Just like you should be doing." She scoffed, a condescending smile playing on her lips. "You respond to my email with such insolence, and you think you can just walk away?" "Insolence? If standing up for myself is insolence, then call me insolent," I shot back, refusing to cower. Catherine rose from the couch, her anger palpable. "You have no idea what you've gotten yourself into, young lady." "Oh, I'm well aware," I retorted, my patience wearing thin. "You can't control my life, Catherine." She took a step closer, her gaze piercing through me. "You
CHAPTER 62 SOPHIA’S POV I tiptoed into the living room, careful not to wake Henry, who was blissfully asleep. The soft glow of the lamp painted a cozy ambiance, and I settled onto the couch, cradling my phone in my hand. A few taps and Kylie's familiar voice greeted me on the other end. "Hey, Sophia! How's everything going? Spill the tea!" A giggle bubbled up within me, and I launched into a lively account of our time in France. "Girl, you won't believe the drama we had at the museum. So, Henry and I are just casually enjoying the art, right?" Kylie chuckled, "Go on, I'm all ears." "Then, out of nowhere, these two guys decide they need my number. I tell them I'm with Henry, and they start with this whole 'daddy issues' nonsense. Henry, being the knight in shining armor, told them off, but they just wouldn't quit." Kylie burst into laughter, "Seriously? And then?" "Henry punched one of them! Can you believe it? I mean, I told him not to, but he couldn't stand their trash talk.