#42 “I Can’t Believe I Let Myself Trust You.”

In the brisk morning, Sophia received a message from her best friend, Evelyn, asking to meet for coffee. Despite her overflowing schedule, Sophia hadn’t seen Evelyn in a while and decided to make time for her.

Swiftly, Sophia got ready and left her apartment. The café was conveniently close, so she opted for a leisurely walk.

Upon entering the café, she glanced around but didn’t spot Evelyn. Sophia figured her friend was running late and decided to take a seat, patiently waiting.

As she settled into her chair, a man unexpectedly joined her table. Sophia furrowed her brow, ready to make a pointed remark, but then she recognized him. It was one of the journalists who had aggressively pursued her a few days ago.

Sophia had refused to engage with him then, and she had no intention of divulging any information now.

“My answer will remain the same as before: ‘No comment.’ Please go away; I’m waiting for someone,” Sophia stated firmly. The man wore a wicked smile but refused to budge from his seat.

“Ms. Johnson, I presume you’re waiting for Evelyn?” he retorted. Sophia felt something was amiss but remained composed. “That’s none of your business,” she replied curtly.

“Well, as a journalist, it’s my job to know everything about everyone. And I’ve learned some rather intriguing things about you.”

“I don’t care. Leave me alone.”

“You’re clearly not in the mood for games. Good, because I’ll be direct. I know you’re Alexander Stone’s ex-wife. Sophia remained silent, her expression one of disdain. While she had no desire for this information to go public, it wasn’t exactly a bombshell. She could handle it.

journalist tossed a folder in her direction. Sophia caught it and perused the documents.

that you’re the one who exposed the irregularities in Williams’ business. Impressive work, I must say, but you’re a lawyer, not a journalist, and you haven’t covered your

to deliver this news to

she didn’t precisely understand their animosity toward her,

here to inform you that unless you comply with my request, I’ll go public

you trying

with an

“Precisely.”

pray tell, do you

that it was you who leaked the news about the Williams family, with the

information, why don’t you release

who spread the news, and you should

I won’t let some intrusive reporter dictate my

to leave, but the

her best friend, Evelyn, bound and blindfolded

She needed to think quickly. “If you want to

sent a shiver down her spine. But Sophia knew she had to stay

the journalist’s blackmail attempt. She gathered the evidence he had given her and

her voice firm but laced with concern, she

by

with unwavering resolve, “I don’t

and Alexander walked in. His sharp eyes immediately caught sight of Sophia and the journalist at the table, their hushed conversation, and the scattered

washed over him like a tidal wave as he picked up the papers. When he took a glimpse at the content, his heart sank. The information in these files could not be more clear that

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