Chapter 34

Sophie’s pov ; The weekend finally came, and while Sir was busy at the company, I headed over to the coffee shop for my second day of work. Yesterday went so smoothly I thought today would be just as uneventful. But fate had a different plan. Just as I was delivering an order—an iced Americano, a cappuccino, and a slice of Basque cheesecake—a voice pierced through my ears harsh and hostile. "Is it you?" Confused, I set the tray down and glanced at the girl across from me. She had her arms crossed, staring me down as if I’d committed some unforgivable sin. Isn't she the popular girl Amanda from university. “Enjoy your meal,” I muttered politely, ready to leave the table. But she wasn’t done. “Wait,” I turned, trying to keep my expression neutral. “What can I do for you?” She looked me up and down, sizing me up as if I were some kind of merchandise on sale. “You're so poor that you have to come work in a coffee shop?” I gripped the tray tighter, trying to stay calm. “I don’t know you,” I