Chapter 52
Threats? Revenge?
That’s what he planned, but Sophie had been here for such a long time without suffering any losses. On the contrary, it was he who felt Intense frustration and imitation.
Harold was somewhat gloomy. He had never been so repeatedly bested by a w
a woman before.
“Did you know James has another woman in Devonport?”
“I know.”
It was just Nichole.
Seeing Sophie’s indifferent expression, Harold asked, “You don’t care?”
“It’s a marriage of convenience, so what’s there to care about?” Sophie shrugged nonchalantly and said, “Harold, are you trying to stir up trouble between me and James?”
Harold snorted coldly, “I’m just saying this man is unreliable. You two aren’t suitable.”
“I know.” She and James were bound to divorce sooner or later. “Thanks for the heads–up, Harold. I’m leaving now.”
Sophie waved at Harold and was just about to step out of the private room when he took off his coat and threw it over Sophie’s head. “There are too many prying eyes here, take care of yourself, and don’t just hop into anyone’s car.”
Sophie knew Harold was referring to Nina. She was well aware of the relationship between Nina’s family and the Aldridge family, which was why she had gotten into Nina’s car. If it were anyone else, she would have been much more cautious.
Sophie smiled and said, ‘I’ll take that as you caring about me.”
Harold rolled his eyes. This swoman was overly confident.
Sophie, wearing Harold’s coat, left the nightclub, completely unaware of a camera capturing her silhouette not far away.
The next moming, Sophie’s phone buzzed incessantly by her bedside. Thinking it was her alarm, she picked it up only to see several missed calls.
Calls from James, Colt, and Perry, and the last missed call was from Colby.
Sophie frowned, sensing something was amiss. She quickly redialed James‘ number
The call was abruptly disconnected.
Then, Sophie redialed Perry’s number, and this time the call was quickly answered. Perry angrily demanded, “Sophie! Where were you last night?”
“Me? I was out with friends last night.”
“Were you at a nightclub?”
Sophie frowned, “What happened?”
“What happened? Someone posted your photo online, claiming you were being promiscuous. They said you met a man in a nightclub late at night!”
Sophie immediately hung up on Perry’s call and opened her social media app. The trending page blatantly displayed a headline, ‘CEO’s wife of Burke International seen in late–night rendezvous with a man at a nightclub‘.
Sophie’s mind buzzed. Was this Harold’s doing?
Impossible, there was no benefit for Harold in doing this. It definitely wasn’t him.
