Nicholas's speech wasn't a declaration of love; after all, he wasn't speaking to Sophie but to the viewers. He didn't want to involve the public in their private affairs, even though he suspected some might be interested. He wanted the final episode to be successful and emotional, but he handled it with the necessary objectivity, hoping most people would understand his decision, even though there was a risk of not being understood.
Nicholas knew that if he chose Maya, Sophie would pretend for the media that their relationship had ended and the wedding had been canceled. However, he felt terrible about deceiving people, and he feared Sophie might not understand the ruse, potentially ruining any chance they had of being together.
Sophie watched everything silently, standing in the middle of her apartment's TV room. She smiled like a fo
No sábado seguinte, everything was arranged, and Dante and Blaine insisted that they at least celebrate their union with the two of them, Sharon, John, Will, Emma, Maya, and Tony at a newly opened bar in Santa Monica. So, Nicholas made a reservation at one of the best restaurants on the beach and took Sophie out to dinner before meeting their friends because he still had some surprises in store for her.The two were led to a more private area of the restaurant to avoid being bothered or photographed by paparazzi. They received the wine list from a waiter who then left them alone. After choosing their wine and being served, they were given menus. Without realizing that Nicholas was simply watching her, Sophie opened her menu and spoke absentmindedly."What's this, Nicholas?" She asked, feigning annoyance but smiling after glanc
Impressed, Sophie watched the fireworks light up and color the sky, marking the farewell of one year and celebrating the arrival of another. The year that was ending had been a milestone in her life and would always be remembered, but the new year was welcome and also promised to bring her many joys.While she watched the festivities, with Nicholas behind her, holding onto her waist and his face close to hers, she had some quick memories of the past few months and was still amazed at how much had happened in such a short time.First, she had returned to the United States, then her reunion with Nicholas had happened, the hesitant coming together of the two, the inevitable surrender, misguided judgments, anger trying to overshadow love, the revelation of the truth about the past, and finally, the union of two people who could never be
Sophie tapped the heels of her Louboutin shoes against the marble floor of the grand hallway leading to her twelve-square-meter office in one of Los Angeles' most elegant commercial buildings. She still hadn't accustomed herself to the California heat, which was too much for a girl born and raised in New York, where the temperatures were much lower. As a result, she was craving an environment with maximum air conditioning and a light Starbucks frappuccino, her everyday breakfast."Good morning, Miss Parker!" greeted her assistant with a smile on his face and the drink she longed for in his hands."Only if it's good for you, mon cher... Because I didn't want to leave my bed," she replied, unfriendly, taking the cup from his hand. "I hope at least you have good news for me.""Well, Miss Parker, I'm not sure what kind of news you were expecting, but the only update I have is that you have a meeting with Mr. Ryan, Ian, and Brad at three in the afternoon at this address," he handed her the
Sophie Parker wasn't an ordinary twenty-six-year-old girl.Born and raised in the Upper East Side, one of the wealthiest neighborhoods not just in New York but in the entire United States, and a member of one of the most well-known Jewish families in the city, she could have become the stereotypical spendthrift and superficial socialite, entirely dependent on her parents and preparing to rely on a husband in the future.However, since her early teens, she had decided that a modern woman couldn't depend on anyone. While on one hand, she enjoyed the generous allowance she received from her parents at the time, dressing like a socialite and frequenting the same places as her peers—equally the offspring of wealthy and powerful families in NY—on the other hand, she made grand plans and prepared herself for a successful career in the future.Her father, Levvy, was a businessman. He had studied administration to embrace, without hesitation or resentment, the destiny that had been laid out fo
"Is Sophie Parker the chief editor of TVZoom?" Nicholas asked incredulously, looking at Ryan Montana, Ian Brown, and Brad Ford, the owners of RIB Editora, which had placed a major bet on the TVZoom magazine."Yes... do you know her?" Ian asked, confused, while Brad and Ryan were by her side, more concerned about her health."Um... yeah... I do know her, but we hadn't seen each other in many years," Nicholas replied awkwardly."She's waking up," Brad observed."Sophie, my dear, are you alright? Maybe it's better to see a doctor," Ryan commented, worried."No, no... it's not necessary," she assured, getting up with the help of her bosses and adjusting herself. "It was just a sudden drop in blood pressure," she said, meeting the eyes of the person who was the real cause of her fainting spell, staring at her."Are you feeling well enough to work? We can always reschedule the meeting," another man, whom she hadn't met yet, suggested, and she saw Nicholas shoot him a look that perfectly con
Both Nicholas and Sophie were irritated at this point, while the others were smiling at the potential success of the program.He was in a bad mood because of Sophie's sudden presence. Not only was she going to participate in that meeting, but as the chief editor of the publication to which he had promised exclusive access to the show's behind-the-scenes, she would probably be present in his life for the next fourteen weeks.The girl was annoyed by the fact that she would have to provide journalistic coverage for a program she considered extremely sexist, the type that portrays women as objects for men's entertainment. In this program, a millionaire plays at being pampered and competed for, under the false image of romance, constructed from the very start by the show's title: "The Key to the Heart.""I talked informally with Ryan and Ian, Sophie... and we're thinking of providing daily coverage, showing everything that happens in the mansion or even during the dates. There will be twen
Sophie returned to her office at RIB Editora in the late afternoon after the meeting with her employers and the three men from GHShow. Fortunately, all the employees had been alerted about her arrival by one of RIB's drivers who had brought her back. As the elevator stopped on the floor where her office was located, she dramatically took off her Michael Kors sunglasses and walked determinedly to her personal workspace.It didn't matter that her mind was in a chaotic mess at that moment. On the outside, she maintained the same inscrutable and not-so-friendly expression. Her steps were firm and elegant, and the air of being the master of the world, a persona she had earned at the company since starting her job there.Her assistant was already holding the door open for her to enter, which she did without paying much attention to his presence, except for the fact that she practically tossed her Louis Vuitton bag into the young man's arms, then occupied her wide and comfortable black leath
"Why is it so difficult to find certain professionals from this magazine when I look for them? Am I asking for too much? I know I'm not... they work here, after all," Sophie huffed. "Patience. If it can't be now, I want a meeting with them tomorrow as soon as I arrive... which means you and the HR department need to modify the work schedules if necessary, so that the four of them are here for the morning shift again.""No problem," Blaine assured."I'm heading home, mon Cher. I should receive the new cover and any missing details for tomorrow's edition via email, okay? And tell the girl... what's her name again?" she pointed towards the wall, in the direction of the second assistant's desk."Rose... Rose Pepper.""Tell Little Pepper to handle my dress carefully," she said, standing up and extending her hand for him to give her her bag, which was hanging on a fancy coat hanger in the corner of the room. "And tell her to also order some work clothes from Dante, on my account... and arra