" Sophia, you can't believe what just happened,"
Miss Cindy exclaimed as Sophia entered the cozy little cafe that had become their second home.
Sophia raised an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued.
"You look happy, tell me something I don't know," she quipped, her lips curling into a playful smile.
With a radiant beam, Miss Cindy couldn't contain her excitement.
"We're staying, Sophia! We're not loosing the cafe anymore." Her eyes sparkled with joy, and Sophia couldn't help but share in her happiness. She thought to herself, "She deserves it... poor lady."
Sophia's nonchalant facade faded for a moment, and she leaned in, her eyes locking with Miss Cindy's.
"Wait... why are you not surprised? Don't tell me it's what I'm thinking?"
Miss Cindy leaned in closer, her voice barely above a whisper.
"What did you do, Sophia? I know that look ."
Sophia smirked, taking a seat.
"Well, I just did the right thing. I won't let you loose this cafe, no matter what."
A hint of curiosity danced in Miss Cindy's eyes. "And what exactly did you do?"
Sophia leaned in, her voice low and conspiratorial. "Well," she began, "you remember the two hot looking gentlemen who came to visit the other day."
Miss Cindy's eyes widened with recognition. "You mean Sebastian Knight and Bella's lover."
This revelation caught Sophia by surprise.
"Come on... don't give me that look... you know Bella blabbers."
"Okay... so Sebastian had an offer for me," Sophia continued, "to pose as his girlfriend, to convince his dad that he's in a committed relationship with me and not marry him off to his partner's daughter. I turned it down."
Miss Cindy's curiosity got the better of her. "Why? And why couldn't he choose someone else?"
"It's a long story, some other day."
With that, she began to recount the intriguing tale of how she accepted his offer.
Miss Cindy listened with rapt attention, her eyes filled with concern.
"Oh, Sophia... I know the cafe means a lot to you, but you shouldn't have sacrificed your happiness for it."
Sophia leaned in, her eyes firm and determined. "Actually, the cafe is my happiness, Cindy. I can't let it be destroyed as long as I'm breathing. Besides," she admitted, "I honestly need the money from Sebastian too."
Miss Cindy sighed, realizing the depth of Sophia's commitment.
"I'm going to miss you, you knucklehead, and i really appreciate what you did for me." she said, pulling Sophia into a warm, heartfelt hug.
Sophia returned the embrace, her voice laced with reassurance. "I'll visit, Cindy. I promise."
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Sophia told her mom that she's moving out and that she's moving in with her new boyfriend. Her mom didn't take it lightly but when she heard the name "Sebastian Knight," her attitude underwent a swift transformation. It was as though a switch had been flipped, and her apprehension was replaced with excitement.
"That's my baby," her mom exclaimed, her eyes gleaming. "I knew you had it in you. You hit the jackpot, sweetheart. Now you're going to be famous, and your face will grace the covers of newspapers – 'The Billionaire's New Girlfriend.' Just promise me you won't forget about your old mom when you become famous. And do tell him about me! And i will be visiting you every weekend..."
She knew that she had to send her money every month.
All Sophia did was leave her mom bragging.
She had to keep her end of deal so she went to her room and started packing.
As she packed her belongings, Sophia couldn't help but wonder why Sebastian Knight's name was so familiar to everyone. Her mother was not the only one who knew about him; it seemed like the entire world did. Yet, she had never seen him in any newspapers or heard about him. The mystery surrounding him deepened her curiosity.
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The following morning, a man named Mathew arrived to pick her up. He introduced himself as Sebastian's personal driver and loaded her luggage into the car. The drive led her to a massive mansion-like house, and Sophia couldn't help but be in awe of the sheer opulence.
Upon entering, she was taken aback by the grandeur of the mansion's interior. Sophia wondered what other marvels lay hidden within the walls.
Mathew opened the door for her and graciously carried her luggage inside.
As she stepped inside, she couldn't help but think, "This brat is incredibly rich."
A young woman who appeared to be just a year or so older than Sophia introduced herself as Eve.
"Hi, I'm Eve. I'll take care of you until Mr. Knight arrives. Follow me, and I'll show you to your room."
Sophia hesitated for a moment,
"He didn't mention me finding somebody of my age here."
Eve smiled sweetly, "Mr. Knight enjoys keeping things confidential."
Sophia appreciated the girl's kindness, "You're very kind."
Eve's smile remained, but she cautioned, "I'm not allowed to have conversations with you, ma'am. It's better if you end the conversation here. Follow me; I'll take you to your room."
Sophia followed Eve down a corridor and arrived at a spacious and beautifully decorated room, far larger than any room she had ever called her own.
"Is this our room with Seb?" Sophia inquired.
Eve gently shook her head, "No, it's actually just your room."
Sophia felt a tinge of disappointment but couldn't quite put her finger on why. "Oh..."
Eve noticed her hesitation and asked, "Is everything okay, Miss Foster?"
Sophia appreciated Eve's concern, "No, I'm okay. I'm just a little surprised by how big the room is. Thank you. Just call me Sophia."
Eve responded, "Mr. Knight instructed me to address you that way, and I can't go against his rules, ma'am."
Sophia couldn't help but question further, "Wait, why is there such secrecy? And why can't you have conversations with me? Is he a controlling or dangerous person? Does he hurt you?"
Eve, perhaps uncomfortable with the line of questioning, said, "I think I should be on my way now, ma'am. If you need anything, just call me. And remember, you're not allowed to leave your room until Mr. Knight returns from work. You mustn't step foot in his room. Just call me if you need anything."
With that, she left.
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