He immediately stood up from behind his desk, surprise and something dangerously close to softness flashing across his face before he could hide it.
“Sophia?” he said, surprise and restrained happiness mixing in his voice. “What are you doing here?”
But before he could finish—she walked straight toward him.
She stopped on the other side of his desk.
Magnus felt something shift in the air.
She looked at him without warmth.
“We need to talk about our divorce.”
The moment she said the worddivorce, the color drained from Magnus’s face.
His spine straightened slowly, shock flashing across his features. He stared at her as if he hadn’t heard correctly.
“You knew Violet wasn’t the only one involved in pushing me into that hotel room with the driver, didn’t you?” she said directly, her voice sharp as glass.
Magnus frowned immediately, caught off guard by the direction of her question.
A second later, he rose to his feet and slipped his hands into his trouser pockets, masking his reaction with a dismissive shrug.
“Why are you digging up something like that?” he said casually. “It’s already being handled. Don’t worry about it.”
Sophia’s expression hardened further.
“I asked you a question,” she said, her voice dropping lower. Colder. “Just answer my question. Did you know Violet wasn’t alone? Did you know someone else helped her trap me into that room?”
Magnus’s jaw tightened.
“Isn’t your best friend famous for knowing everything?” he replied flatly. “She comes from one of the richest families. She knows all the gossip about wealthy circles. Why don’t you ask her?”
“I am asking you.” Her eyes flashed now, the anger no longer contained. “Answer the damn question clearly.”
For a moment, Magnus studied her.
She was terrifyingly calm.
He could see it in her eyes. She wasn’t going to let this go.
He was already in the process of taking over the Thomsons’ business for offending her. Piece by piece, he was dismantling everything they had built. He had planned to crush them completely before telling her.
But if he told her now…
She probably wouldn’t believe him.
So he took a slow breath.
“Yes,” he said finally. “I knew.”
He didn’t explain further.
Silence filled the room.
Sophia’s eyes, which had been blazing moments ago, suddenly went empty. The anger didn’t disappear.
It froze.
