Chapter 115
#115 “Tomorrow We Start.”
When Alexander was finally able to send Megan away, he breathed a sigh of relief. He decided it was
high time to do some work and stop ying the role of the concerned husband.
Determined to shift gears, he briskly made his way to his office. Ascending the staircase with purpose,
Alexander closed the door behind him, shutting out the outside world. The faint click resonated in the
room, signifying a transition from pretense to practicality.
In the seclusion of his office, Alexander allowed himself a moment of respite. The restricting tie was
casually loosened and carelessly discarded onto the polished surface of his desk. A tangible exhale
escaped him as he liberated his neck from the sartorial constraint.
With a swift motion, he reached for a crystal decanter, the amber liquid within whispering promises of
sce. The rich aroma of aged whiskey filled the room as he poured a generous measure into a
heavy-bottomed ss.
Seated in a plush leather chair, Alexander cradled the ss in his hand, the amber liquid catching the
ambient light. The gentle swirls within mirrored the whirlwind of thoughts that upied his mind.
He had set everything in motion back in London. Alexander made a promise to Sophia, and he took his
promises seriously. He would do anything to provide Sophia with the information she needed to take
down Megan.
He knew that gaining Megan’s trust wouldn’t be easy; he had known her for years and understood that
she would do anything to stay in a position of power. However, he felt that this was also her biggest
weakness.
Alexander was no fool. When Megan offered him a coboration, he was sure something was amiss
with herpany, making it the perfect time to take advantage of the situation.
He offered her his assistance, knowing that once she let him inside Enlighten Press, it would be child’s
y if she trusted him. The information he needed to help Sophia would be there, and he would be
able to assist her.
Alexander opens hisptop and ces the ss of whiskey on the desk. Opening his mailbox, it’s
flooded with congratting emails about his engagement.
Alexander smiles bitterly. The engagement wasn’t something he nned, but he still managed to use it
to his advantage.
The moment Megan poisoned his drink and orchestrated the scandal, his n took another form. As
soon as he woke up in the morning, his foremost concern was Sophia’s feelings.
He couldn’t bear the thought of Sophia being hurt for anything in the world. In haste, he went to her
apartment to provide an exnation. Alexander was prepared to abandon his n the moment Sophia
indicated that she didn’t want him around Megan.
He was ready to change his nspletely, even invent new ones and bury the coboration with
Megan, but Sophia remained cold and uninterested. Despite their time in London, where he thought
they were starting to form some sort of rtionship, Sophia seemed reluctant to involve herself with
him.
So his agreeing to Megan’s proposal of engagement would at least secure Megan’s trust, and it served
him another purpose as well. Alexander was provoking Sophia to show if she cared at all for him. He
had to know.
The image of Sophia, her eyes reflecting a mix of anger and disappointment, lingered in Alexander’s
mind like a vivid painting. He couldn’t shake off the intensity of that gaze, the emotions etched in the
depths of her eyes haunting his thoughts.
As he took a sip of his whiskey, the amber liquid providing a momentary distraction, Alexander couldn’t
escape the gnawing curiosity about Sophia’s true feelings. She pushed him away all the time, and even
though it hurt him, he loved her.
Undeterred by Sophia’s reluctance, Alexander was unwilling to give up on being her support. He was
determined to see his n through, regardless of whether Sophia reciprocated his feelings.
As Alexander navigated through his emails, he spotted a message from Kyle and a smile crept across
his face. Over time, the two had forged a strong friendship, and Alexander hade to rely on Kyle’s
skills and trustworthiness.
They had gone out for drinks a few times and it turned out that the two of them got along well and had
common visions and goals. Alexander highly valued Kyle’s work, he was the one who had helped him
figure out who his ex- wife was.
Kyle, known for his exceptional ability to unearth information and act as a sharp detective, had proven
to be an invaluable ally. Alexander was confident that by bringing Kyle into Enlighten Press, they could
expose all of Megan’s well-guarded secrets.
The email from Kyle was brief yet reassuring.
“Everything sounds good; you will surely get what you want. Just say when we start.”
Responding promptly, Alexander hastily typed detailed instructions and a list of specific areas for Kyle
to investigate. He concluded the email with a decisive statement:
“Tomorrow we start.”
When he had finished his meticulous work on theptop, Alexander leaned back in his chair. He ran his
hands over his face and sighed.
Tomorrow would bring new challenges, and he needed to be thoroughly prepared. ncing at the time
on hisputer, he noted that it was already two o’clock.
The quiet of the room enveloped him as he contemted the tasks thaty ahead.
The respite in Alexander’s study was short-lived. A gentle knock echoed through the room, the sound
heralding the intrusion of the outside world. Alexander, engrossed in his contemtions, looked up as
the door swung open, revealing the maternal figure of Caroline.
“Alexander, dear, may Ie in?” Caroline’s voice filled the room.
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Alexander, recognizing the tone, set aside his ss and leaned back in his chair. “Of course, Mother.
Come on in.” He gestured toward the inviting leather chair opposite his desk.
Caroline stepped into the study, her eyes scanning the room briefly before settling on her son. The
lines on her face spoke of both a mother’s love and the wisdom of experience. She took a seat, her
gaze unwavering.