Sophie didn’t need to wait long for the release to take effect. Of course, she had carefully picked the best and clearest photos. One that showed their faces in a way that was unmistakable. One that immediately made it clear that everything Adrian had said during the press conference were a lie.
Just twenty minutes after she released the photos, her phone got busy with notifications. Articles, interview requests. She put her phone on mute after the fifth ding, with only a few exceptions on a white list.
One of those on the white list was Lyla Orwell, her employee at her boutique, Meadow Lane.
“Mrs. Beckett, are you okay?”
Sophie chuckled. Twice she was asked the exact same thing.
“Thank you for asking, Lyla, but you don’t have to worry about me. Now, you don’t call me unless absolutel
