Chapter 4

When I got to work the next day, I could feel everyone watching me. Some looked sorry for me. Others just looked smug.

"Feel bad for her. First yesterday's mess, and now this."

"What do you expect? She slept her way to the top. This was bound to happen."

"The real fiancée's here now. Of course he's going to pick her."

I ignored the whispers and headed to my office, only to find Sophie had moved right in.

She was lounging in my chair with her legs crossed, casually flipping through a magazine like she owned the place.

Sophie glanced…