CHAPTER 45
SOPHIA’S POV
I sauntered into the dining room, still rubbing the sleep from my eyes, when I was greeted by the smell of freshly brewed coffee and the sight of Henry flipping through a stack of papers. The morning sun streamed in, casting a warm glow over everything.
"What's got you so busy this early?" I asked, eyeing the papers scattered on the table.
Henry looked up, a smile playing on his lips. "Morning, sleepyhead. I've been going through some work stuff."
I raised an eyebrow, feigning innocence. "Work stuff, huh? Trying to impress someone with your diligence?"
He chuckled. "Maybe. Or maybe someone convinced me that having a focused morning routine is the key to success."
I grinned, taking a seat across from him. "Well, someone sounds wise beyond his years."
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