She shifted her weight slightly, looking up at him.
“I’m just worried about the flight. It’s an early morning flight. I’m afraid I’ll miss it.”
Elias chuckled softly. “Everything is taken care of. Don’t worry. I have arranged a car for you. You’ll reach the airport on time.”
Sophia’s lips curved into a genuine smile.
“Thank you. You’re always so nice to me. Emma gets jealous and whines to me all the time about it.”
She let out a small snicker.
Elias grinned. “I’m nice to her too. She’s just a little brat who refuses to see it.”
Sophia rolled her eyes but her smile widened.
“Still… I’m really grateful to you for arranging this opportunity. I wouldn’t have been able to get it if it weren’t for you. Thank you for making everything so smooth.”
“It’s not a big deal,” he replied, his hands still resting casually in his pockets. “You’ve helped our business for years. You deserve it.”
He looked at her seriously now.
“You have the right experience and knowledge. This opportunity landed in the right person’s hands at the right time. I didn’t give you anything, Sophia. You earned it.”
Her gaze softened at his words.
Meanwhile, across the street, inside his car, Magnus hadn’t moved.
His eyes burned as they remained fixed on the two of them.
Burning.
They stood close to each other — too close for his liking. The way they spoke so comfortably. The way it seemed natural. Familiar.
Like this was their daily routine.
Like they were a couple.
The more he watched, the darker his expression became. His fingers slowly tightened around the steering wheel until his knuckles turned pale.
Without taking his eyes off them, he grabbed his phone from the seat beside him. He only glanced down for a split second to swipe Timothy’s name and press call.
The phone rang twice.
Magnus’s voice was cold, perfectly controlled.
“Whose name is the property registered under? The one Sophia is staying in.”
“I’ll check right now, sir.”
There was a brief pause. Magnus’s eyes never left Elias.
Moments later, Timothy’s voice returned.
“It appears to be registered under the name of Elias Creed.”
The line went silent.
Magnus’s jaw tightened so hard a vein stood out near his temple.
