Collecting herself, Sophia took a deep breath, her voice steady as she responded to him. "I see that you have solved the puzzle," Sophia smiles at him, but the smile does not reach her eyes. ''It doesn't change anything, Alexander. You didn't visit me once in these three years and now you pretend that there was something between us. There is nothing to fix because there was never a real connection.'' Alexander sighed deeply, acutely aware of the gravity of the situation. "I know I was wrong, Sophia," he began cautiously. Sophia's voice turned cold and distant. "You were not wrong, Alexander; you made a decision. Your decision is that you don't want to know me or have anything to do with me. I accept it." "Sophia, that was before I knew you," Alexander pleaded, desperation creeping into his voice. She let out a bitter laugh. "There were three long years in which I sat alone, waiting for you to get to know me. It's late now. I suggest that the d

Sophia, sitting behind her desk, was surprised by Michael's direct question about her divorce with Alexander. She wondered where he could have obtained this information, as it seemed that lately, there was a growing interest in her past relationship."Yes," she replied calmly, not one to hide the truth about her failed marriage. However, the curiosity of those around her regarding her history with Alexander left her somewhat perplexed.Michael settled into the chair across from her desk. "If it's not too cheeky of me to ask," he began, "why did you two break up?"Sophia leaned back in her chair, her expression thoughtful. "He had so many women around him," she explained with a hint of resignation. "He was too busy with them to care about me."Michael raised an eyebrow, his perspective on the situation slowly evolving. "You know," he said slowly, "from what I've seen, Alexander actually likes you. If he didn't like you, he wouldn't go to such lengths to keep me away from you, even tryi

Alexander was silent, waiting for Megan to make her proposal, but she didn't say a word either."Speak up, I don't have all day," Alexander urged impatiently.“I don't like the way our conversation went, Alex. I offer to apologize to you personally. After all, we haven't seen each other in three years,'' Megan finally spoke, her tone almost hesitant.Alexander had terminated his relationship with Megan shortly before he got married, not wanting to appear as a womanizer. Their relationship had never been particularly serious, mostly centered around sex with no emotional attachments.“I'm not the one you should be apologizing to, Megan,” Alexander interjected firmly.Megan felt a growing frustration, realizing that her suspicions about Sophia's involvement were likely correct. She forced herself to sound cheerful.''Of course, invite Sophia too; I want to clear the air between all of us. But you should know, Alex, my actions were purely business-driven. I was just looking out for my own

Sophia had been meticulously preparing for the auction of the assets belonging to the Williams family enterprise for the past half month. On the morning before the event, she sat in her living room, poring over the documents one last time. Each document had been scrutinized in great detail, with Sophia assessing their history and the associated financial records. Her aim was to determine which assets carried a higher level of risk and which ones had a strong legal foundation that could withstand potential disputes in court. Throughout this period, Sophia had engaged in lengthy discussions with Benjamin. They had dedicated numerous hours to analyzing their options and potential strategies. After careful consideration, they had honed in on three assets that stood out as the most promising investments. These assets appeared to carry manageable risks while promising substantial profits over time. It was a calculated strategy, and Sophia felt confident in their choices. She was delig

The second part of the auction had commenced, and a hushed anticipation filled the room as the auctioneer announced the next item up for bidding—a piece of land in the heart of the city, a cherished possession of the Williams family for over three decades. This particular asset had been from those whom Sophia and Benjamin decided to bid for in the previous month. It was a truly magnificent piece of property, teeming with potential for various developments, from building structures to transforming it into a captivating attraction. Sophia had meticulously researched this property, unearthing its history as an asset acquired during the early stages of the Williams family's business ascent. It boasted a pristine record, having been purchased with duly declared profits from a prosperous year. Its documentation was immaculate, leaving no room for legal complication