Sophie looked up from her pile of files, her brow furrowed in frustration. She and Cedric were like players navigating a minefield. Over the years, they had set too many traps for each other, and any misstep could trigger an explosion.Just like last night's 'goodnight'. For three years, she had maintained this routine. Even when he was out with other women, she always called to say goodnight. She believed true love meant saying 'good morning' upon waking and 'goodnight' before sleep.But now, this idealized love felt like a horrifying mirror, reflecting her past naivety and the painful wounds it left behind."Taking a holiday is fine, but first, tell me, did anything happen between you and Cedric?" Jeanna leaned forward on the desk, unable to contain her curiosity.Feeling pity for her friend's sore neck and back, Sophie sighed. "Really, nothing happened. He stayed in his room, and I stayed in mine, that's all. Now, dear, why don't you turn right, put on some lovely makeup, and go

Everyone thought they must have misheard. Charlie was expected to dismiss the final script and criticize the writers for wasting his time. Why would he suddenly declare he wanted to take on the role?Sophie, still in shock, stared at the script in his hand. Compared to the others, this script was only half as thick. She could not help but wonder, 'Did he choose it just because it is shorter?'Clearing her throat, she tentatively asked, "Are you sure you want to take this role?""Of course. If you want me to pick a script, it’ll be this one. Otherwise, I’m not interested in any of those I just saw."Seeing Charlie’s domineering attitude, she quickly grabbed the script to skim through its contents. There must be something special about it for him not to have dismissed it outright.Florence also flipped through a few pages and then promptly dismissed it from a professional standpoint. "This script won’t work. It has a small budget and a limited audience. It’s too much of an art film!

"Why are you here?" Charlie could not hide his delight upon seeing her, but his brows soon furrowed. 'When did she return? I hadn't heard anything about it.'"Take a guess?" Her laughter grew sweeter, a playful charm in her tone. The brim of her large hat shadowed her eyes, tempting him to lift it and see her face fully."Did you come back because of that matter?" He knew she was not there just to see him, yet he found himself enchanted by her smile, unable to look away."I'm not telling you." Her smile was sweet, the dimple on her cheek making it hard to look away.-At Carlson Group, Austin sat at his desk, his expression composed yet tinged with a subtle coolness. He reviewed the information his assistant had gathered, his eyes narrowing slightly.At first, he only thought the Charlie that Sophie had signed was somewhat extraordinary, but he had not expected the investigation to reveal so much. It was beyond his expectations.The assistant entered, lowering his voice. "Mr. Ca

After work, Sophie exited the Luxford Group building to find Cedric routinely waiting at the parking lot entrance. Despite being a taken man and their CEO's boyfriend, his presence still made employees swoon, unable to suppress their daydreams.One female employee sighed dreamily. "Mr. Carlson is so handsome. If I had a man like him waiting for me after work, I'd be so happy." Another chimed in. "If I were that lucky, I wouldn't bother working anymore. I'd quit slaving away for a measly salary. But if the boss were someone like Mr. Carlson, I wouldn't mind working hard like a mule for him," The women giggled over their fantasies, their remarks earning eye rolls from Jeanna."I think the company should enroll them in a moral and ethics course, or maybe send them on a year-long retreat to a monastery to clear their minds," Jeanna suggested."That can only happen when your designs sell all the way to the monasteries in the mountains," Sophie said with a helpless shake of her head,

Cedric felt a mix of satisfaction and concern. His gaze shifted to Tristan, who was quietly eating his dinner, a look of confusion in his eyes.'When Soph went upstairs earlier, I had already questioned the driver about the school incident. Did Tristan know something all along?'Tristan was seemingly unaffected by the conversation, quickly finished his food, and stood up. "Great-grandfather, Dad, I’m done eating. I'll go do my homework now."While watching him go upstairs, Cedric’s frown deepened. The issue with Vivienne might seem resolved, but he had a feeling it was far from over."Tristan seems very unusual today," Matthew remarked, unable to help himself.Tristan was usually quiet but never this withdrawn.Jeff chuckled, his wise eyes twinkling. "Kids have their moods. He’ll be better after a good night's sleep."'For now, the priority is to deal with Cedric and Soph's situation.'After dinner, as usual, Sophie spent time chatting with Jeff. Since learning of his illness,