Villain Ch 1342. Why Doesn't It Work?
The thought came unbidden but felt strangely comforting. If she was going down, she wouldn't be the only one. And she already knew who her target would be: Mr. Bell.
Her fingers moved swiftly, unlocking her phone and scrolling through old messages. There they were—all the texts and chat logs between her and Mr. Bell. Invitations to dinner, lunch, coffee. Offers to take her home after long days at the agency. Individually, they seemed harmless enough. But taken together? They painted a very different picture. A picture that suggested their relationship might have been more than just professional.
Sophia smirked to herself, the bitterness in her chest easing slightly as her plan began to take shape. 'It was you who brought me to that party, Mr. Bell. You who left me to fend for myself while you schmoozed with investors. So, really, this isn't my fault. It's yours.'