【Chapter 2】: Fatefully Trapped
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After returning home, Sofia couldn't sleep. Past events kept flashing through her mind, mocking her foolishness then.
She loved William very much, to the extent that she even got a tattoo on her back and waist, a lucky flower of his. She always does things according to William's preferences and ideas and complies with him.
Until their company's capital chain encountered problems, Father's shares in the EC Group vanished, and he was arrested on suspicion of embezzlement.
At this moment, she heard William say to his friends, "Her father's shares have been obtained. Who would still be considerate of a woman of no value? However, it is still in the transition phase, and the wedding will be held as scheduled. After all, that woman still has a certain role in stabilizing the stock price. "
Sofia covered her head with a blanket and told herself: Don't think about it anymore; it's all over! These things ended after she faked her death and ran away from the wedding.
She admits she is cowardly and lacks the courage to face William. She also clearly knows she is not a match for William, so she wants to finish this project, then take her father away from here and live a good life.
Tomorrow is a business dinner with the project partner. Sofia has decided to work hard and finish this project as soon as possible before leaving.
In the venue, the men are handsome, and the women are seductive, but only Sofia, in her work attire, stands out remarkably.
Colleague Aria shrank her neck and said, "That... I thought you knew you would bring the dress, planning to change it here, so I didn't remind you just now. "
"Nothing." Sofia smiled, understanding in her heart.
Although Aria appears to have a good relationship with her on the surface, she is not someone she can confide in as a true friend. In such situations, having one less opponent means Aria has more opportunities.
But she isn't interested in that CEO because she already has Edward.
After a moment of lowering her head, a familiar figure suddenly flashed in the corner of her eye. Sofia turned her head to look, and the person just turned around, leaving him with only a back view.
How is it so similar?
A faint sense of unease rose in her heart. She clutched the bag tightly and stepped back, and then a crisp 'c***k' sound echoed behind her; the glass cup shattered on the ground.
Although the venue was not quiet, the sound still drew the attention of everyone present, including the person Sofia felt was familiar with.
He slowly turned around, his perfect profile gradually rotating, revealing his entire face under the crystal lights.
His gaze turned towards this side, his expression half-smiling. At that instant, Sofia's world froze.
Everyone was looking at her, but she was fixated on William, who was in the crowd.
"He is the business partner for the project?" Sofia thought, felt that God had made a colossal joke!
"Madam, I'm sorry, are you hurt?" the waiter asked anxiously.
Sofia slightly bent her waist to apologize: "I'm fine, sorry, I didn't look behind."
The waiter smiled and pointed to the front of the left. " Your clothes are a bit wet. Turn right there to the washing room. You can wipe and dry them. "
"Thank you." Then Sofia walked quickly towards the washing room amidst the crowd's various eyes.
Even without turning back, she could still feel the two burning gazes behind her, following her closely as if they could pierce through her body.
When she entered the cleaning room, she locked the door from the inside and quickly removed the white shirt she was wearing to check. Indeed, her back was wet all over. Just as she was about to pick up a dry towel to wipe her clothes, the sound of someone turning the door lock from outside suddenly echoed in her ear.
Sofia's movements suddenly froze, followed by a look of panic in her eyes. The door was locked from inside, yet how could it still turn? The most terrifying part was that, two seconds later, the door was opened from the outside!
The first thing to be seen as a foot was the gleaming black leather shoes, followed by a solid and muscular long leg, and then the entire person appeared in Sofia's line of sight—William.
Sofia quickly covered her body with a white shirt, staring at him intently and asking, "How did you get in?"
William had no expression; he just raised an eyebrow, then raised his hand. His fingertips held a key.
Sofia squeezed her hands tighter and tighter, watching him walk towards her step by step; she could only keep retreating and finally was forced to the corner.
"Don't come over! "With her naked back against the cold wall, she controlled her fear and whispered calmly to William.
William didn't go over and say to her word by word: "I won't have it past; you come here." Although his tone was gentle and his face was not terrifying, she felt a chill in her heart for no reason!
In Sofia's heart, fear slowly prevailed. She vaguely felt that William seemed to know everything, so he appeared in that room that night and now in the cleaning room.
Her eyes flickered slightly, and her tone softened as she said, "Could you go outside first? Let's talk about it after I get dressed. "
"Alright." He nodded, turned around, and left.
Sofia was overjoyed and ran towards the door in the opposite direction, not caring where it led.
Until she collided with William, who was waiting in the stairway.
"Run? Do you think you can run to where? " He held her arm and asked in a low voice. Sofia was utterly stunned, and a 'conspiracy' enveloped her world.
William raised a corner of his mouth, his smile deep and mysterious. His hand followed her arm upwards, gently patting her face as he asked, "Should I call you Sofia or Helen?"
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