Chapter 7
SOPHIE WESLEY
'Be ready by 9am. My assistant is picking you up.'
I stared at Knox's text on my phone. That was his first text after two weeks. No greeting. No context. Just an instruction.
I stared at it for a moment, and scoffed.
"He's just as they say he is..." I murmured. "Reaching out after two weeks and not even a hi."
I was just about to reply the phone when my thumb brushed through his profile mistakenly, and his profile came on.
His account was private yet verified with over six hundred thousand followers.
"This doesn't make sense..." I blinked. I mean, how does he have so many followers with a locked profile?
I was about to close it when something else caught my eye.
Following: 1.
My brows pulled together.
Just one person. That was it. I clicked through on i
