Chapter 80

Sophie's POV As soon as I closed the door behind me, I dropped the terrified act. No need for that performance anymore. I couldn't help the smug smile spreading across my face. Everything was going according to plan. I glanced at my phone, seeing a message from an unknown number. "You need to pay extra for this job." I typed back immediately, "No problem. Just don't screw up the performance!" The whole "abusive ex-husband" story? Completely fabricated, of course. I'd carefully crafted that little tale and hired an actor to play the part. While I did marry a wealthy older man abroad who genuinely died, that pathetic backstory was pure fiction. But how else could I make Ryan feel sorry for me? Men like him are so predictably heroic when faced with a damsel in distress. After deleting all traces of our conversation, I tossed my phone aside and treated myself to a luxurious hot bath. I'd already decided to take a few days off from the subsidiary company. Might as well enjoy myself while Ry