[Happy Birthday.]
A simple greeting—yet Sophia's face instantly changed.
Lucas came down from upstairs, leaning a hand on her shoulder.
"Sophia, why aren't you sleeping a little longer?"
She lifted her phone and held it up to him. "Look."
Lucas's expression tightened.
Moments later, the two of them were already out the door.
Andrew was surprised to see her show up again. "What are you doing here?"
Sophia stared at the man across from her—someone who looked oddly well-fed for where he was—and curved her lips.
"What, am I only allowed to visit you if I have an agenda?"
"Olivia's on the outside. Now you're scared, aren't you? You can't get your hands on the Morgan Family's wealth, so you're panicking."
Andrew rested his hands on the table, fingers interlaced, looking confident and calm.
