Chapter 3

Before Sophie had the chance to fully grasp what was happening or understand the meaning behind Mitchell's words, she was swept up in a tumultuous wave.

It hurt. Yet, she secretly felt a sense of joy in her heart.

She slowly reached out, embracing him tightly.

Had he finally accepted her? Did this mean he had forgiven her?

But soon, she had no energy to think further.

…

When Sophie woke up again, it was already the next day. As she recalled the passionate night before, her cheeks flushed slightly.

Just then, she heard an unfriendly voice. "Are you awake? Eat this."

She turned to see that Mitchell had already risen from bed and was fully dressed. He tossed something over to her.

"What's this?" Sophie asked in confusion. Her expression froze when she read the label on the box.

Morning-after pills?

"Why?"

Hadn't he already forgiven her? Why did he want her to take these pills?

"Isn't it obvious?" Mitchell's gaze was icy, and his tone was filled with contempt.

Sophie was momentarily perplexed.

Oh, right. He had once said that she wasn't fit to bear his child.

Sophie felt a pang of bitterness at that thought. In hindsight, the night before seemed like a ludicrous dream.

"I get it now."

She clenched the box tightly, then took out a pill and swallowed it in one gulp.

"Are you satisfied now? Or do you want to stay and watch until the pills take effect?"

Sophie raised her head to look at him, her expression indifferent, as though she had merely eaten a piece of candy.

Seeing her nonchalant demeanor, Mitchell grew more irritated. "Very well. I'm extremely satisfied. Since you know it so well, I'll be spared the trouble."

With that, he moved to leave. But as he turned away, something seemed to occur to him. He stopped and warned, "I'll let things slide one last time. If you dare set me up again, I won't show you any mercy!"

Sophie's mind buzzed.

Set him up? Could it be...

She immediately thought of the cup of honey tea. At the same time, she recalled how peculiar Mitchell's behavior had been the night before.

After piecing everything together, Sophie couldn't help but chuckle bitterly.

Wrenn had worked for the Warners for decades. Besides Gertrude, no one else could command her.

Sophie knew Gertrude had always longed for a grandchild. But had she ever thought about Sophie's feelings when doing this?

Three years ago, Sophie had served Mitchell a cup of honey tea, and then everything changed.

Later, she had found out that the honey tea had been spiked with two special mixed liquors. To avoid detection, special methods had also been used to remove the alcoholic taste from the drink.

After that incident, Mitchell had come to see her as a scheming woman.

Yet, Gertrude had used her to set him up once more, not to mention with the same drink. How was she supposed to face him from now on?

This time, Mitchell probably hated her to the core.

Sophie bit her lip tightly, and a drop of blood slowly seeped from her lips. With a soft tap, it landed on the bedding, forming a vivid crimson stain.

At this moment, the ringing of her phone broke the silence.

The call was from Kendall Levine, one of her acquaintances. Sophie collected herself and answered the call. "Kendall, what's the matter?"

Kendall's voice came through quickly. "Sophie, bad news! The company is in trouble!"

Sophie's expression tensed, and she immediately threw off the covers, ready to get out of bed. However, as soon as she stood up, she felt her legs go weak, and she almost collapsed to her knees.

She couldn't hold back a stifled groan.

"Sophie, what's wrong? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. I just accidentally bumped my knee. Tell me what happened at the company." Sophie quickly suppressed her discomfort and swiftly tidied herself up while speaking.

"The mining team had an accident. The families of the victims have come to the office, and they've brought many media reporters with them. It's a mess. You need to come over quickly."

Kendall's voice sounded urgent.

One of the main industries Warner Enterprises engaged in was jewelry. From mining to cutting, designing, and selling, they had a complete supply chain, making the company a top-tier jewelry empire.

Now, it seemed that the mining team, which was responsible for sourcing materials, had run into trouble.

Sophie's heart skipped a beat while a sense of foreboding crept through her. But her tone remained remarkably composed as she replied, "Keep everyone calm for now. I'll be there shortly."

She quickly hung up the phone and made her way to the office.

…

As Sophie reached the entrance to Warner Enterprises, she immediately spotted Mitchell, who was surrounded by a crowd of people and reporters.

His face was grim, and his brows were furrowed with obvious impatience.

Sophie took a deep breath, steadying herself, and walked toward the crowd.

Out of nowhere, a flash of white light passed before her eyes. She instinctively looked over and saw someone in the crowd holding a dagger, their gaze fierce as they stared in Mitchell's direction.

Sophie's eyes widened. With no time to think, she lunged at Mitchell. "Watch out!"