#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.

her direction. Sophia caught it and perused the documents. The evidence was undeniable.

Impressive work, I must say, but you’re a lawyer, not a journalist, and you haven’t covered your tracks

Barbara to deliver this news to me?” Sophia inquired, her tone

to cause her trouble. While she didn’t precisely understand their animosity toward her,

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

trying to blackmail

responded with an

“Precisely.”

do

the news about the Williams family,

information, why

After all, it was you who spread the

my decisions. You stay out of my work, and

but the reporter

this will persuade you,” he said ominously. He showed her a photo of her best friend, Evelyn, bound and blindfolded in the back of

She needed to think quickly. “If you want to see your friend unharmed,” the journalist

world to her, and this news sent a shiver down her spine. But Sophia knew she had to stay

the evidence he had given her and made a firm decision to leave, her

but laced with concern, she addressed the

seemingly unfazed by her rejection. ” You’re making a big

resolve, “I don’t negotiate

was about to make her exit, the café door swung open, and Alexander walked in. His sharp eyes immediately caught sight of Sophia and the journalist at the table,

content, his heart sank. The information in these files could not be more clear that Sophia was involved

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