#230 “Sophia, Love, it’s Over.”

Sophia read the diary in one sitting, tears streaming down her face as each page revealed more heart-wrenching truths. By the time she closed the book, her resolve was fortified with the knowledge needed to save Alexander and also to confront the mysteries surrounding her father’s death.

Sophia’s heart had toughened over the years, each new challenge reinforcing her resolve. Now, armed with the concluding revelations of her grandfather’s story, she was determined to confront those who had wronged her family.

She turned on the television, her eyes catching a live news broadcast where reporters were aggressively questioning Alexander’s credibility.

“How long will you postpone the conference? In our opinion, you are already inventing excuses,” one reporter sharply accused.

On-screen, Sophia saw the moment realization dawned on Alexander’s face; they could delay no longer. His response was firm and clear.

“Tomorrow afternoon. I have nothing to hide.”

felt her heart rate accelerate. She knew that he and Michael had managed to extract a confession from Nelson, but that alone wasn’t sufficient. Clutching the diary, now a tangible piece of evidence, Sophia made a decisive move. She immediately booked a flight back to America. She could not afford to miss the press

bearer of burdens to a wielder of truth. As she prepared for her return, she knew the battle ahead would be fierce, but she

stood confidently at the podium, scanning the room filled with eager faces. Before he could formally introduce the session,

Stone, can

the allegations about

do you explain the

we continue with this barrage of questions,” he began, his voice steady and commanding, there’s

behind him. The footage was clear: Nelson, caught in a candid moment, incriminated himself with boasts and confessions that

but the reprieve was brief. The

motives, how does it address the authenticity

of the conference hall swung open. All eyes turned as Sophia made a dramatic entrance, wheeling a suitcase behind

my appearance,” she said with a wry smile, her voice carrying across the room, “I’ve been traveling all night. But I believe

the front, placing the suitcase on the table

voice tinged with a mix of exhaustion and concern. He reached out

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