7 “He’s Not Enough for You.”

“I’m sorry, what was that?” Alexander asked, visibly shifting so Emily’s head no longer rested on him.

Sophia took a deep breath, composing herself once more. Emotions had no place in her plans, and she reminded herself of the task at hand.

“Nothing,” Sophia replied calmly. “I think I’ll be heading home now.”

“Really?” Emily chimed in, her voice laced with fake concern. “The party is just getting started.”

“Umm, Emily,” Alexander interjected, “Why don’t you go back in? I’ll join you in just a moment.”

Emily glared at Alexander, clearly disgruntled, but obediently turned to leave. Sophia couldn’t help but watch as Alexander’s eyes followed Emily down the hallway.

Once Emily was out of earshot, Alexander turned his attention back to Sophia. “My family and Emily’s family have been close friends for many years. She’s very ambitious but naive. I brought her into my company after she graduated from the University of Chicago last year. It was a way to guide and protect her in this ruthless world.”

Sophia studied Alexander closely as he spoke. His explanation of their relationship might work on other women, but she knew better than to fall for his facade.

As Sophia glanced down the hallway and noticed Emily waiting and watching, she tried to stifle a giggle but failed.

successfully put Sophia at ease and joined in her laughter. “I’ll admit she’s a

the hallway. His hand rested gently on her lower back, and she chose not to brush it away. Upon reaching Emily,

in this matter. It

shared look between Emily and Alexander. Sister, my ass, she thought bitterly.

I assure you,”

trying to pull him away from Sophia, and says, “Mr. Stone, you still have several people to talk to. The mayor has been asking about

the paperwork drawn up tonight and send it to your office first thing

crowd. Emily hangs tightly onto Alexander’s arm,, and

Sophia says to no one in particular, “might as well enjoy his party.” She moves toward a bar in the corner and

pulsates through the venue, intertwining with the vibrant chatter of the guests. Sophia settles onto a barstool, her eyes scanning the

bartender flirts, drawing a small

voice carrying a hint of resolution. She’s prepared to nurse her wounded ego with as many whiskeys

feeling the warmth of the amber liquid cascade down her throat, momentarily soothing her inner turmoil. She nods in gratitude and turns to observe the partygoers in their

another whiskey, a man in his late twenties takes the seat next to her.

the lady is having,” he says, his

the man leans closer, his eyes twinkling with intrigue. “Quite the party, huh?” he

The effects of the whiskey have rendered her immune

undeterred by her guarded demeanor. “So tell me, why would such an unbelievably gorgeous woman be sitting at a bar all alone? It just doesn’t seem

voice alluring. “I don’t know; it could be because I’m going through a divorce that threatens to leave me in

alone

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