Chapter 22 Unwanted Visitors

• The study door creaked open, signaling an unexpected arrival.
• Sofie moved first, her heels clicking sharply on the marble floor as she approached with deliberate grace. Her smile was sweet but laced with calculation. “Joe,” she said smoothly, “It’s been far too long.”
• A young man lingered just within the doorway, his authoritative presence undeniable. Wearing a fitted charcoal suit, his blond hair a bit disheveled and his blue eyes keen, he radiated refined charisma.