Sofia stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, her slender fingers gently tapping on the window frame, her eyes shining with a cold gleam.
"Damn Cyril, damn Viviane!" she whispered through gritted teeth.
"Do you really think you can escape my grasp like this?" she muttered to herself, a cold smile curling at the corners of her mouth.
She turned and walked towards the computer, skillfully typing on the keyboard.
A flurry of updates about Cyril and Viviane quickly appeared on the screen.
"Ha, so they're busy in the studio." Sophie sneered, "Enjoy the calm while it lasts; soon, you'll learn the price of crossing me."
She carefully browsed through each piece of information, her mind racing as she plotted her next move.
"I won't let you have your way," Sophie clenched her fists, he
