CHAPTER 120

ARIA’S POV

Sophia walks toward me with unashamed confidence, her stride purposeful and bold. The audacity in her approach is striking, and I can't help but feel a mix of anger and curiosity as she closes the distance between us. Her demeanor radiates a fearless assurance that leaves me bracing for whatever she has planned next.

“Aria! Nice to see you after so long!”

As if I am glad to see her! Her bold approach only deepens my unease, but I manage to maintain a composed exterior, unwilling to give her the satisfaction of seeing my discomfort.

Sophia hands me her glass of Champagne, and I know all too well that anything she gives must be adulterated. Her gestures are never without a hidden agenda, and this one is no exception. I accept the glass with a forced smile, my mind racing with suspicion and caution, fully aware that her seemingly generous act is likely tainted with ulterior motives.

Then, she takes it a step further by introducing the man she's with. Her voice carries a note