Novel & Cerita Anne Sophie

Sophia reminisced about her life. She had lived a glorious life. However, to achieve that, she always had to sacrifice a person to reach a greater height. Anne Bartley was her first victim. Never had she thought that the woman, who was dead for two decades, would be the nail in her coffin. Sophia had long regretted killing Anne. Anne didn't have to die. Keeping Anne around wouldn't have affected anything. However, Sophia acted like she was under a spell at that time. She harbored a strong resentment against Anne. On top of that, she banked on Javier's affection and acted lawlessly, thinking that she could do anything she liked under his protection.

“You won’t hurt me or you will lose your daughter and my son. Be a good girl Sadie and just come with me?” “Them? Who the fuck is them?” I snapped. Oh my god, is there more out there like Sadie? Does my father have these people? What in the actual fuck was going on? My head started to spin. All of a sudden was pinned against the wall. Sadie turned and looked at me. Then this young girl came walking into the room and went to stand next to my father. Her eyes never leaving mine. “I’d like for you to meet cadence. Cadence is like you Sadie. Only I think she is stronger than you. Say hello, Cadence.”

Grace hesitated, but curiosity got the better of her, and she reluctantly walked to where she was. "Have a seat..." Sophia said, waving at the waiter. Grace watched the lady closely. Sophia was undeniably beautiful, her sleek blonde hair cascading down her shoulders in effortless waves. Dressed impeccably in designer attire, she exuded an air of confidence and sophistication. Her poise and elegance were undeniable, but beneath her flawless exterior lurked an arrogant and cunning nature. No wonder Caesar chose her. "Grace, you shouldn't take this to heart... there's no love between you and Caesar...he loves me and only me," she remarked innocently. Her piercing blue eyes seemed to hold a cons

Meggie exchanged a glance with Bella and laughed lightly, "Not only is she a fool, but she's also half mute." To prove she wasn't mute, Sophia quickly said, "I really am 24. I just told Bella that I have been studying and got my master's degree. I'm not lying." Meggie glanced at her, then quickly lowered her eyes, "I never said you were lying. Why are you so flustered? Could it be you really lied about something and are scared?" Sophia was now completely flustered. She wasn't originally a Morgan, but she always told others she was Miss Morgan. And many people knew about her engagement with Nathan. Could Meggie have found out about these things?

Sophie stood at the spot, her eyes fixed on Carlos and Beatrice, who had already mingled with the rest of the guest, saying their pleasantries. "Why did they bring me here anyway? It would have been more convenient if they had left me at home. At least they wouldn't have to worry about getting embraced," Sophie couldn't help but wonder. It was no longer news that she wasn't allowed to attend any socialite events. Her grandmother, Agatha Rowling, made it clear. Since she was born, Sophie could count the number of socialite events she has attended in one hand, and in those few cases, she attended those events, there was a strict set of rules she must adhere to.

He was certain Mia remembered too because she was staring strangely at him. "I am Sophia, the second daughter of Arnold Sullivan." The dark-haired one smiled at him, not stretching out her hand to him. She was uninterested in him, and he appreciated her for that because he clearly wasn't interested either. She was simply beautiful, not overly dressed like Mia. Her green eyes shimmered as she stared at everything and everyone in the dining room except him. She didn't even talk about her job, he smiled at her nonchalance, he loved that.

Is it because Hayden is behind her so that she can be so brave? Fuschia realized a great deal from Sophie. ‘…The future has really changed.’ Sophie’s original path was to work for Fuschia until her ‘big’ scandal of giving birth to a blonde-haired baby occurs. But after Fuschia's return to the past, Sophie has acted boldly. She dared to spread slander against members of the Royal Family as if she had two heads.

Sophie’s eyes lowered, performing a curtsy when her turn came. The Master Luna, Annabelle, a sweet, beautiful middle-aged woman just a little older than her mother, smiled at her, though she was enveloped in a cloud of perfume. She put a hand under Sophie’s chin, and while she fought the urge to snatch it away, she turned her chin to the ceiling.

A woman. Sophia

Alexander “Why are you the one driving?” Sophie mumbled after a moment of silence. “Is that your way of saying thank you?” She swallowed hard. “Thank you.” “You're not much of a sub, are you?” She threw a glance at me; obviously surprised that I asked her that. The truth is, there's absolutely nothing I do not know about her. Sophie is a lover of bread; loves to play golf, and would have been a model if she hadn't become so engrossed in the corporate world.