#70 “It wasn’t a Date.”

Sophia and Evelyn had managed to find a quiet spot on one of the terraces, away from the bustling crowd of the event. Evelyn leaned against the balcony, her expression sullen, as she sipped her wine in silence.

“Come on, tell me what’s bothering you,” Sophia encouraged, her eyes filled with understanding, aware that Evelyn wanted to discuss Alexander once again.

Evelyn sighed, finally breaking her silence. “I just can’t wrap my head around why Megan keeps clinging to Alexander. You told me about your date at the carnival, and…”

“It wasn’t a date,” Sophia interjected with a wry smile, her voice soft but firm.

Evelyn scoffed lightly, taking another sip of her wine. “Yeah, yeah, I know you like to downplay things but come on, it was a date, Sophia. Bumper cars, beer, and candy? That’s like a classic date scenario. Plus, he confessed his feelings to you, not to her.”

Sophia sighed and decided to set the record straight. “Evelyn, they used to be a couple. Maybe he still has some lingering feelings for her.”

Evelyn shot Sophia a knowing look, determined not to let the matter slide. Nonsense. He explained that he loves you, protects you, and helps YOU. And she appears out of nowhere and clings to him like a leech. Did you see how uncomfortable he was with her behavior?”

Sophia tried to defend her perspective. “I disagree, Evelyn. Alexander is cold- hearted, and if he didn’t like her he wouldn’t be with her at the auction, nor would he be walking with her tonight. He’s trying on me because after our divorce he found out I’m Sophia Johnson, the lawyer, not the girl who wants his money from the province.”

Evelyn burst into laughter and shook her head. “Seriously, Sophia? Seriously? You think Alexander, the richest man in the world, needs your money?” Evelyn says, still laughing. “Girl, that’s bullshit.”

“Maybe not the money, but the status to be with a successful woman, or at least to be sure that I’m not using him for the money.”

“Sophie dear, for such a smart woman sometimes the basics get

eyebrow, curious about what Evelyn meant. “What are

you that Alexander thought you were using him for his money? Did he personally say

the phone when I tried to contact

whole mess for you, and even conspired with Alexander’s ex just to keep him with her? Is that the Emily you’re talking

reluctantly.

with sarcasm, “And did it ever cross your brilliant mind that she might have lied to you because she loved Alexander

that moment, Oliver, the

the two esteemed performers, a warm smile gracing her features. The crowd joined in, exchanging pleasantries

giving others the opportunity to pay their respects before she approached. She had every intention of greeting Maestro Paus once the initial fervor had subsided. As she observed the bustling scene, she noticed that the two main performers, Oliver and Maestro Paus, were actively searching the room, their

none other than Sophia, and when their gazes met hers, their faces lit up with delight. It seemed they

couldn’t refuse them. Everyone in the crowd made

to greet her as well, offering a warm handshake. As they exchanged pleasantries, Caroline’s eyes fell on the watch Sophia was wearing,

it appeared to unsettle her. Caroline, however, didn’t

celebratory ambiance, Maestro Paus couldn’t help but express his delight

Caroline,” he began, his eyes twinkling with excitement, “I accepted your invitation not only because I cherish our longstanding friendship but also because I

be here? Had there been undisclosed arrangements? Sophia tried her best to maintain a

have the distinct honor of introducing

all eyes focused on Sophia. Maestro Paus and Oliver shared an intrigued glance, clearly captivated by

and the mysteries surrounding her presence continued to deepen. She did not expect at all

thumbs up in support. This made Sophia laugh, but she still didn’t understand exactly what was going on. She greeted the musicians once more and got off

hell was that?” Sophia whispered to

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