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026 - Hear Yourself, Will You?

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“Do you need to do all that, Sophie?” Adrian barged as they walked to the parking lot. “Must you say all that in front of everyone? In front of the Whitakers? You know we’ve been trying to get on their good side for ages.”

“Evidently,” Sophie kept walking, her steps never slowed for even a moment. “Because you seem to take me for a fool.”

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  • Playing Mrs. Beckett   035 - Bigger Crisis

    Adrian walked to the reception and asked for Sophie. The answer he received was, “Mrs. Beckett is in a quarterly review meeting. Is it urgent? I can try to relay your message, Mr. Beckett.”Quarterly review meeting. Sophie ran it more seriously than Adrian thought.“No, it’s okay,” he said. “I will just wait here.”He watched the employees move about. Just like how Sophie set up a system at home, she had set something up here as well. They moved in a coordinated manner, restocking and replacing displays. He then had a talk with one of the people from management, and he just showed Adrian a few reports with very few resistance.Sophie really never planned to hide anything from him. He just didn’t bother asking.

  • Playing Mrs. Beckett   034 - Stepping Into Meadow Lane

    Several days went past without any news on a signed divorce filing. Sophie found herself waking up later and later in the day. She consulted her doctor and received only words that it was normal during early stages of pregnancy.As if complicit in that diagnosis, bouts of nausea began hitting her, too.It was another one of those days. She woke up to find that it was already ten in the morning. Gregory had been trying to reach her: a rather concerning detail, since he never contacted her if there wasn’t any meaningful update. So she called back.“You need to prepare for a contested divorce, Mrs. Beckett,” Gregory opened.“Why? Did he shred the papers again?”“No,” Gregory replied. “But he knew you’re currently busy at your bo

  • Playing Mrs. Beckett   033 - Thank You For The Grand Spectacle

    Dinner wound down the way Whitaker events always did. Slowly, warmly, with Mrs. Whitaker extracting promises from everyone before she would let them leave."You'll visit next week," she told Sophie. Her voice was firm, a signal that it was not a question."I'll try, Mrs. Whitaker.""You will visit next week," she repeated, putting emphasis on each word.Sophie could only laugh. "Yes, Mrs. Whitaker."Only then did the older woman seem satisfied. She held Sophie's hands for a moment, slightly longer than necessary. Her kind eyes searched Sophie’s in a way that was reassuring."You're doing well," Mrs. Whitaker finally said. "Bett

  • Playing Mrs. Beckett   032 - Disappearing Champagne Glass

    Oliver stood there, his towering 6’4 body draped in black tie suit. His golden hair was neatly slicked back. Sophie couldn’t remember the last time she saw Oliver in such a formal setting. Normally, he just let his hair down, obscuring the edges of his face. With his hair pushed back, the strong lines of his face were suddenly impossible to miss. “Looking good, Ollie,” Sophie said in a hushed voice, “but I’m Mrs. Beckett right now.”“Right, right,” Oliver nodded, pulling his hands when he saw Sophie had found her footing. He followed it all by speaking, in a slightly raised voice this time, “Nice to meet you, Mrs. Beckett. You should be careful. There are dangerous shards everywhere.”Sophie smiled—Mr. Blackwood was a terrible actor. If not for his reputation as a carefree socialite, people might have noticed how deliberate this entire exchange sounded. “Thank you, Mr. Blackwood,” Sophie said.On the corner of her eyes, she saw Adrian on the floor. His palm was bleeding after holdin

  • Playing Mrs. Beckett   031 - I'm Bored, Adrian

    A long-wheelbase Bentley pulled up in front of Donovan Rise. As if it wasn’t enough, a Whitaker crest was painted on the side. Sophie held her laugh: Mrs. Whitaker didn’t play. She really wanted to cheer Sophie up. So as to not waste the kind gesture, Sophie climbed into the car and, within the bounds of propriety, enjoyed all the amenities provided. Except the vintage wine. Damn, Sophie could really use some of that. She put her hands on her belly. There would be champagne tonight. Plenty of it. Normally, refusing a glass at a Whitaker gala would attract little attention. Tonight, however, every eye in New York seemed determined to watch her. She still wanted to keep her baby a secret for a little longer, but if she completely steered away from alcohol, she wondered if it would be too noticeable. Just an hour later, they arrived at the Whitaker’s residence. Built on a vast generational land, it took another

  • Playing Mrs. Beckett   030 - Realization Hits

    Phones ringing, the PR department running around in chaos. Calls coming one after another. When they thought they'd managed to control the situation, just when they finally managed to send all the reporters away, they immediately swarmed back in. All just because of a single post made from an anonymous account.Adrian’s heart sank. He knew who did it—the one behind the account. What he didn’t know was that she would actually do it.Why? He had defended her properly. He hadn’t exposed her, not even blaming her. People no longer thought she was a vicious, jealous wife. The situation was under control. He had told her it would. Why was she still mad?Gregory Abbott stood by his side, never not on call. Adrian himself was swamped, rejecting interview requests left and right. The HR department had been bugging him for a while. They had been since the first time the scandal happened. Their demand was clear: to suspend Julia Hall. He managed to convince them othe

  • Playing Mrs. Beckett   014 - Don't Leave Me

    The next morning came. Adrian woke up with a headache. By habit his hand stretched to the bedside table, trying to grab a glass of warm water. But his hand touched nothing.He lifted his head, eyebrows raised. The

  • Playing Mrs. Beckett   013 - A Perfect Arrangement

    Gone. She was gone. Adrian's breath grew heavy as he stared at the empty parking space. Her Volvo was gone. She rarely drove it. Wherever she went, she went with him.“It’s only right if I’m with you,” she had said. Yet

  • Playing Mrs. Beckett   012 - A Safe Space

    Silence stretched. Sophie waited, and waited, and waited, but Adrian remained. The shock was too great. He thought he had the perfect defense. He had never expected Sophie to hold the most damning information of all.&l

  • Playing Mrs. Beckett   011 - Don't You Ever Get Tired?

    By the time she arrived at home, the sun had already set. Sophie sighed, soaking herself in a warm bath. She needed to clean everything—everything Adrian touched, every memory that had been tainted. With the last rinse, the look in her eyes shifted. Gone was the me

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