The next morning , Willow stepped into the office, ready to tackle the day.
She hadn't even settled in when Sophia strolled over , a smirk barely hiding her amusement . "Willow, I heard you stayed late last night. Honestly , I half - expected you to call in sick."
Willow glanced up from her desk, instantly picking up on the mockery in Sophia's voice.
It was obvious — Sophia had already decided she would fail this deal. This sudden show of concern was just an excuse to rub it in.
Keeping her expression neutral , Willow met her gaze and said coldly, "Sophia, let's not waste time pretending we like each other. We both know better."
Tilting her head slighty, she said with a hint of amusement . "If I hadn't come in, who would have handled the client? You? Are you sure you're up to the task."
A flicker of irritation crossed Sophia's face. Willow had the audacity to question her abilities!
