Chapter 162

That night, Sophia received a message from an unknown sender. Seven or eight high-res images clearly showed a couple of pages. She just scanned them briefly before her grip on the phone tightened unconsciously. Especially that last pic, where the blurry word "Johnson" showed up-it hit her like a punch to the gut. Then another message popped up: "This package arrived at the Brooks Group today." Sophia's heart skipped a beat. Did Eira already find out what happened back then? She quickly typed and sent: "Who are you? Why are you telling me this?" But there was no reply. Natalie, who sent the messages, had already tossed the SIM card in the trash. With a smirk, she leaned back, satisfied-the bait was set. Now it was just a waiting game. Meanwhile, Sophia curled up in the corner of her couch, staring nervously at her phone screen. Her mind was a mess. Only three days left until court. Alexander had promised to help her leave. If she made it past the trial, she'd be in the clear-no more liv