She Changed Her Number

Camilla stood under the now-clearing sky, watching as Sophia's car disappeared down the road. The rain had stopped, leaving the air thick with moisture, and the scent of wet earth filled her nostrils. Her drenched clothes clung to her skin, but she didn't care. 

Her thoughts were far from the discomfort of her soaked dress or the cold breeze against her skin. Her mind was on the Grigoras family.

She knew them too well. 

After working for them for over a decade, she had studied them; Henry, Haisley, their habits, their priorities. She knew exactly how they thought. And right now, she knew Sophia was in danger. 

Not physically, no. But she knew her daughter was on the verge of losing everything. 

Henry might love her, but now that Aneira was back, blood would always come first. If Sophia didn't secure her place in that household, they'd eventually push her aside and she didn't want that.