Sophia POV

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Sophia’s Life Was About To Change

Sophia’s POV

The next morning, the sky looked dull and heavy, as though the heavens themselves understood the pain inside my heart. I stood quietly beside the window of the small motel room I had spent the night in, staring at the silent streets below while clutching my phone tightly in my trembling hands.

The phone had remained switched off since yesterday.

Ever since I left the Knight mansion.

Ever since Alexander chose my sister over me.

Ever since my entire world collapsed.

For a long moment, I simply stood there, breathing slowly while trying to gather the remaining strength left inside me. My eyes slowly drifted toward my stomach, and my fingers unconsciously rested there.

My baby.

The only reason I still had the courage to keep moving forward.

I closed my eyes briefly before whispering to myself.

“I have to leave…”

Singapore.

That was the only place my mind could think of.

Far away from Alexander Knight.

Far away from Sabella.

Far away from every painful memory connected to my old life.

But before leaving, there was one place I needed to visit.

My father’s grave.

About thirty minutes later, I stepped outside the motel with my small luggage bag beside me. The cold morning breeze brushed against my skin as I stood by the roadside waiting for a taxi.

The moment one finally stopped in front of me, I entered quietly.

“Where to, miss?” the driver asked politely.

I lowered my gaze before answering softly.

“The Williams family cemetery.”

The driver nodded and started the car.

Throughout the ride, silence filled the vehicle. I sat quietly near the window, watching buildings pass one after another while painful memories flooded my mind endlessly.

My father’s smile.

His proud voice whenever he spoke about me.

The sacrifices he made for me.

And how I threw everything away for Alexander Knight.

Tears slowly gathered inside my eyes again.

By the time the taxi stopped at the cemetery gate, my chest already felt unbearably heavy.

“We’re here, miss,” the driver said gently.

I paid him before stepping out slowly.

The cemetery looked peaceful and silent beneath the cloudy sky. Dry leaves moved softly across the ground as the cold wind blew around me.

I walked slowly through the rows of graves until I finally reached my father’s resting place.

The moment my eyes landed on his grave, the tears I had been trying to suppress completely broke free.

My legs weakened instantly.

I slowly knelt down beside the grave.

“Father…”

My voice cracked immediately.

I lowered my head while tears rolled heavily down my cheeks.

“Father, I know I have wronged you.”

My shoulders trembled violently.

“I disappointed you… I disappointed myself.”

The pain inside my chest became unbearable as memories of everything I sacrificed for Alexander flashed through my mind.

“I thought I was doing the right thing,” I cried bitterly. “I thought helping Alexander was love. I thought if I gave him everything, he would treasure me forever.”

I placed my shaking hand on the cold gravestone.

“But I was wrong…”

Tears continued falling uncontrollably.

“I sold my birthright… the company you worked your entire life to build for me.”

I bit my lower lip painfully.

“You trusted me with your legacy, Father. You believed I would protect it. Instead, I handed it over to a man who never truly loved me.”

The cemetery remained silent except for my sobs.

“I’m sorry…” I whispered brokenly. “I’m so sorry.”

For several minutes, I cried quietly beside his grave until my breathing gradually steadied again.

Then slowly, I lifted my head.

“But I promise you something today.”

My voice became firmer despite the tears.

“I have learned from my mistakes.”

I gently wiped my face.

“Maybe I learned too late… but I finally understand now.”

I rested both hands protectively on my stomach.

“I’m carrying your grandson, Father.”

A faint smile mixed with my tears.

“I know it’s a boy.”

For the first time since yesterday, warmth entered my heart slightly.

“He will know about you. He will know the kind of man his grandfather was.”

I swallowed painfully before continuing.

“And I promise… I will build an empire again.”

The wind blew softly around me.

“This time, it will carry your name.”

Fresh tears escaped my eyes again, but unlike before, there was determination hidden inside them now.

“I will make you proud.”

After remaining there quietly for a while, I slowly stood up.

My wristwatch caught my attention.

I had less than thirty minutes left before my flight.

Taking a deep breath, I stared one final time at my father’s grave.

“Goodbye, Father.”

Then I turned and slowly walked out of the cemetery.

As I reached the roadside, I pulled out my phone.

The same phone Alexander had called countless times before betraying me.

The same phone connected to every painful memory.

Without hesitation, I dropped it directly onto the road.

A second later—

CRASH!

A passing car drove over it immediately, smashing the device completely.

I stared at the broken pieces silently.

Then I whispered coldly,

“Goodbye, Alexander Knight.”

My eyes darkened slightly.

“And goodbye to the old Sophia.”

I raised my hand and stopped another taxi.

“To the airport,” I instructed calmly.

The driver nodded before driving away.

Hours later, after a long exhausting flight, I finally arrived in Singapore.

The city lights glittered beautifully outside the airport windows, but despite how beautiful everything looked, I still felt emotionally drained.

I was alone.

Completely alone.

With only a little money left in my possession, I searched carefully before finally finding a small apartment I could barely afford.

It was a shared two-bedroom apartment.

Not luxurious.

Not comfortable.

But enough to survive.

By the time I arrived there with my luggage, exhaustion filled my entire body.

The apartment was simple but neat. One side already looked occupied.

I quietly placed my bags near the wall before hearing footsteps approaching from outside.

A moment later, the doorbell rang.

I walked toward the door and opened it slowly.

Standing there was a young woman dressed in a nurse’s uniform. She looked tired from work, but her face immediately brightened the moment she saw me.

“Oh!”

She blinked in surprise before smiling warmly.

“You must be my new roommate.”

Her friendliness caught me off guard slightly.

“My name is Jennifer Abraham,” she introduced herself while stretching out her hand.

I hesitated briefly before shaking it gently.

“I’m Sophia Williams.”

“Nice to meet you, Sophia.”

Her smile looked genuine.

Unlike the fake smiles I had grown used to back home.

“Come in properly,” she said kindly. “You must be exhausted.”

I nodded softly.

Jennifer immediately moved around comfortably inside the apartment while speaking casually with me.

“Have you eaten yet?”

“A little,” I answered quietly.

“That means no,” she replied instantly.

Before I could refuse, she had already entered the kitchen.

“I’ll prepare something simple for you.”

I watched her silently.

There was something comforting about her energy.

Something peaceful.

For the first time in days, my tense heart relaxed slightly.

A few minutes later, Jennifer returned with food and placed it in front of me.

“You should eat properly,” she insisted.

I thanked her softly before eating little by little.

Afterward, she sat across from me while studying my face carefully.

“You’ve been through a lot, haven’t you?”

The question almost broke me again.

But somehow, her voice carried no judgment.

Only concern.

So slowly, I explained everything.

Not every detail.

But enough.

By the time I finished speaking, Jennifer looked shocked.

“So… you’re pregnant?”

I nodded quietly.

“Yes.”

Instead of pitying me, Jennifer simply leaned back thoughtfully.

Then suddenly she said,

“I’ll help you.”

I looked at her immediately.

“What?”

“I said I’ll help you,” she repeated calmly. “But only if you promise to be sincere with me.”

Confusion filled my expression.

“What do you mean?”

Jennifer smiled mysteriously.

“You should rest for now,” she said while standing up. “We’ll talk properly tomorrow.”

Before I could ask further questions, she had already walked toward her room.

Leaving me filled with curiosity.

That night, despite my exhaustion, my mind remained restless.

Who exactly was Jennifer?

And what kind of help was she talking about?

The next morning, the sound of cooking coming from the kitchen woke me up.

I slowly walked out and found Jennifer frying eggs while humming softly.

She smiled immediately after noticing me.

“Good morning, Sophia.”

“Good morning.”

“How was your night?”

“It was okay.”

Jennifer nodded.

“I have a night shift later today, so I decided to prepare breakfast early.”

Within minutes, she arranged tea and fried eggs neatly on the dining table.

We both sat down to eat.

Then suddenly—

“Sophia.”

I looked at her.

“Are you willing to work as an assistant manager for a cosmetics company and earn two million dollars monthly?”

The fork nearly slipped from my hand.

I stared at her in complete shock.

“I… I don’t understand.”

Jennifer leaned back calmly.

“I’m not as poor as you think.”

My confusion deepened.

“I choose to live this way because I like simplicity. My parents are wealthy, although they’re divorced.”

I remained speechless.

Then she added,

“My father is Lucas Marcus.”

The moment I heard that name, my entire body froze.

Lucas Marcus.

The man who bought my company.

Jennifer noticed my reaction immediately.

“You know him?”

I swallowed slowly.

“That’s… the name of the man who bought my company.”

Jennifer’s eyes widened slightly.

“You were the original owner of Williams Beauty Production?”

I nodded.

“Yes.”

For a moment, Jennifer simply stared at me in disbelief.

Then slowly, she smiled.

“That means fate truly brought you here.”

I frowned slightly.

“What do you mean?”

“My father has been searching for someone trustworthy to help manage the company’s main production branch here in Singapore.”

She crossed her arms confidently.

“And honestly? There’s nobody more qualified than the woman who built the company in the first place.”

My chest tightened emotionally.

Part of me wanted to refuse.

The memories still hurt too much.

But another part of me remembered my promise at my father’s grave.

I needed to rise again.not for Alexander, not for revenge.

But for myself and for my child.

Jennifer watched me quietly before speaking again.

“You can rebuild your life, Sophia.”

I lowered my gaze silently.

“You once created something powerful. You can do it again.”

I finally lifted my head.

“If your father truly gives me this opportunity… I’ll do my best.”

Jennifer grinned immediately.

“That’s better.”

Then her expression became serious.

“But there’s one condition.”

I blinked.

“What condition?”

“You must completely let go of Alexander Knight and if possible your sister.”

Her words hit directly into my heart.

Jennifer continued calmly.

“You cannot move forward while still carrying them inside your heart.”

I looked down silently.

“I don’t love him anymore and as for my sister I have cut the with her,” I whispered painfully.

“But the pain is still there.”

Jennifer softened slightly.

“That’s normal.”

Then she leaned closer.

“But instead of crying over what you lost, focus on becoming stronger than the people who betrayed you.”

Her words settled deeply inside me.

“What should matter now,” she added, “is how to grow so high that nobody can ever destroy you again.”

I slowly nodded.

“Yes.”

Jennifer smiled warmly.

“Good.”

Then she suddenly picked up her phone.

“I’ll call my father now.”

My heart immediately became nervous again.

Jennifer dialed the number calmly before placing the call on speaker.

The phone rang twice.

Then a deep mature voice answered.

“Jennifer?”

“Dad,” she said casually, “I found the assistant manager candidate.”

“Oh?” the man responded. “Who is it?”

Jennifer smiled while looking directly at me.

“Her name is Sophia Williams.”

Silence filled the line instantly.

Then suddenly—

“Sophia Williams?”

The shock in Lucas Marcus’s voice was unmistakable.

Sophia po

Jennifer wasn't just a good woman; she was kind, thoughtful, and genuinely caring. Everything she did seemed sincere, and it was impossible not to trust her.

She looked at me with a smile and said, "Get ready. We're going shopping."

"Shopping?" I repeated, unable to hide the surprise on my face.

"Yes," Jennifer replied. "You can't dress like this when you're meeting my father. He is a man who values appearance. The way you present yourself tells him the kind of person you are."

"I already have clothes in my bags," I protested.

She shook her head gently. "Those clothes are old, young lady. You need new ones."

"I can wash them in the machine and dry them immediately."

"No," she insisted. "And besides, you're not the one spending the money. I am, so don't worry about it."

Seeing there was no point arguing, I finally relaxed.

When we arrived at the luxury mall, Jennifer surprised me by placing her ATM card in my hand.

"Buy whatever you want," she said. "I've been called away for an emergency."

Before I could ask another question, she was already gone.

For almost twenty minutes, I stood there staring at the card in my hand. The mall was filled with expensive designer brands. A single dress could easily cost five hundred thousand dollars, and Jennifer had told me to buy as much as I wanted.

"Did she leave because she wants to test my loyalty?" I whispered to myself.

After thinking about it carefully, I shook my head.

"No, Jennifer doesn't seem like that."

I finally selected only two simple outfits.

"Hello, Madam."

I turned and saw a female staff member smiling politely.

"Yes, how can I help you?"

"Miss Jennifer instructed me to assist you with your shopping."

I looked at the clothes in my basket and handed her the card.

"I'm done. Please process the payment."

The young woman smiled apologetically.

"I'm sorry, Madam, but I'm not the cashier. Besides, you haven't even selected items worth one million dollars."

My eyes widened.

"One million dollars? For what?"

"Miss Jennifer has already approved a budget of five million dollars for your wardrobe. If you leave without buying enough, she'll be disappointed, and we might lose one of our most valued customers."

I stared at her in complete silence.

She folded her hands respectfully.

"My name is Lynn, Madam."

"Lynn, I'm finished shopping."

"I'm afraid you aren't. At least two million dollars has been allocated for your office wear alone."

I sighed helplessly.

"Can you do me a favor?"

"If the favor is allowing you to leave without choosing more clothes, then I'm sorry, I can't."

There was no room for negotiation.

For the next two hours, Lynn guided me through every section of the store. We selected elegant office suits, casual dresses, evening gowns, shoes, handbags, and accessories.

Every time I tried to stop, she reminded me of Jennifer's instructions.

I wasn't comfortable spending so much money. If it had been mine, I would never have bought half of those things. The only reason I continued was because I didn't want Jennifer's kindness to create problems for the store.

By the time I reached home, exhaustion had completely taken over.

I fell asleep on the couch.

The next thing I knew, Jennifer was standing beside me.

"You almost left the front door open, Sophia," she said gently.

I rubbed my eyes.

"I'm sorry. I was so tired that I needed to rest."

"It's alright. I'm not trying to scold you. I only want to remind you so you'll be more careful next time."

"Thank you," I replied sincerely.

That night, I slept peacefully.

The following morning, Jennifer personally picked out the best outfit from everything we had purchased. She adjusted my collar, smiled proudly, and then spoke.

"My father is waiting for you."

Those words instantly woke every nerve in my body.

"Am I late, Miss Jennifer?"

"Almost. I already booked your flight. Please hurry and take your shower."

I didn't know how to thank her. Since entering my life, Jennifer had shown me nothing but kindness.

Within an hour we were at the airport, and shortly afterward our flight landed in Marcus City.

As I stepped outside, my new phone rang.

"Turn around. The guards are waiting for you."

I turned and saw a tall man dressed in a perfectly tailored black suit.

"Mr. Marcus sent me to pick you up, Madam."

"I'd like to confirm that first."

I immediately called Mr. Marcus.

"Yes, Sophia," he answered warmly. "He's my driver. You can trust him."

Only then did I nod.

"Let's go."

The company headquarters looked exactly as I remembered.

Employees hurried through the halls, busy with their work.

Some of the older staff recognized me immediately.

"Miss Sophia! Where have you been?"

An elderly cleaner who had worked there for over fifteen years walked toward me with tears in her eyes.

I gently held both of her hands.

"I'm back."

A bright smile spread across her face.

Inside the executive office, Mr. Marcus stood up the moment he saw me.

"Please, come in, Sophia."

I followed him quietly.

After studying me for a few moments, he smiled.

"You've become even more beautiful."

Heat rose to my cheeks.

He slowly walked toward me while continuing to speak.

Fear immediately settled inside my heart.

"Are you scared?" he asked.

I remained silent, watching every step he took until he stopped directly in front of me.

"Has anyone ever told you just how beautiful you are?"

His words confused me.

"With all due respect, sir, you invited me here to discuss business. Why are we talking about my appearance?"

He smiled.

"This is part of the business, Sophia. Everything starts with trust."

My heartbeat became faster.

A frightening thought crossed my mind.

What if Mr. Marcus expected something far beyond a business partnership?

He seemed to notice my discomfort.

"Relax," he said calmly. "Whatever happens here will remain private. Besides, you're no longer in a relationship, and you don't have a husband."

I took a deep breath and met his eyes.

"I beg your pardon, sir, but I'm not the kind of woman you seem to think I am."

He frowned.

"And there's something else you should know."

"What is it?"

I placed a hand over my stomach.

"I'm carrying my ex-husband's child."

The color drained from Mr. Marcus's face.

Every trace of confidence disappeared from his expression as silence filled the office.

It was as if every plan he had made the moment he saw me had come to an unexpected end.

Sophia POV

Mr. Marcus then sat back in his chair.

“Here is your appointment letter, but you won't resume work until you have finally given birth,” Marcus said to me.

I froze before asking, “Please, I need money to take care of myself and my unborn child. There's no need hiding this from you.”

“You want to be paid?” Mr. Marcus asked.

“Yes, sir.”

“Then resume tomorrow,” he answered and handed the envelope to me.

I collected it and signed the appointment letter.

Reaching home, I still couldn't understand the whole situation. In fact, fear gripped me.

“Should I believe this man won't someday try anything stupid with me?” I asked myself, still confused and contemplating what to do when Jennifer walked over.

“Thinking about what my father did at the office?” she asked.

I was shocked.

“How do you know?”

“Well, you don't need to panic. He never meant any of those acts. And to be frank with you, you'll be treated like a sibling to me.”

I immediately felt relieved. My heavy heart suddenly became light.

“I almost rejected the job,” I replied.

“Why would you, Sophia? What you need right now is rest, and tomorrow you'll start this job. I believe you'll love working with my father again. Most importantly, what will help you grow higher and faster is your experience. The company was once controlled by you, so you won't find it difficult to navigate and succeed unless you're no longer smart,” Jennifer teased.

“Why would you say that, my dear? I have always been a smart girl until love brought me to this point. I promise I will regain everything I have lost,” I assured her.

The next day at the office, Mr. Marcus had taken the earliest flight back to the state and handed the company over to me.

Dressed in a beautiful suit, I walked around, observing what every staff member was doing.

“We're glad you returned again.”

I smiled, keeping everything professional, before holding the board meeting.

Work started immediately. I made sure new ideas were drafted and every worker carried out their duties effectively. When I went into my office to rest, I found my late father's picture inside the drawer.

“Dad?” I whispered to the photograph, feeling silence surround me. He looked handsome and kind.

Smiling at the picture, I placed it against my chest.

“I made a promise to you, and I will fulfill it. Just count on me, Dad.”

Then I picked up the laptop and started going through the files. I discovered many orders waiting to be delivered and called the head of distribution.

“You sent for me?” he asked.

“Yes. I need this list cleared within two days, and after that, a new brand of perfume will be produced.”

“We have no problem with deliveries. The issue is from the production section. I think most of the funds allocated there have been swallowed by the head of department. Even Mr. Marcus has found it difficult to trust the senior staff,” he replied.

“He hasn't been sacked yet?”

“No, ma'am. He has only been placed under suspension.”

“I'll send him a letter right now. If he delays production this time, I'll have him fired,” I told the young man.

“I want an urgent delivery. Let's clear the old stock within two days,” I repeated.

When the letter reached the production section, the head stormed into my office shouting.

“Even Mr. Marcus has no right to threaten me like this,” he scolded. “You just resumed today and expect me to follow your instructions when I don't even know if you're here to feed or expose evil.”

“You have just two hours to do as I said. Production starts immediately, or you lose your job,” I replied firmly like the boss I was.

“Imagine her threatening me,” he said, pointing at me.

“Who are you?” I asked a newly employed engineer.

“I am Phillip, ma,” he answered respectfully.

“You're the young man assigned to work with this man?”

“Yes, ma.”

“Alright.”

I paused before continuing.

“I have read your experience and seen what you're capable of. Therefore, with the authority given to me by Mr. Thomas, you will, from today, resume as acting head of this office. Go and do your best.”

I picked up my small bag.

“You can't do this to me, young lady. You don't even know who I am.”

I ignored him and watched Phillip instruct the engineers to begin work immediately.

With the list in my hands, the orders were arranged accordingly.

Within a few hours, production was running smoothly.

The next morning, I officially fired the former head of production and replaced him.

That alone made the workers become more serious. It wasn't that I was too strict with them, but I had to keep everyone's hands busy.

“Ma,” the accountant called.

“Did you receive the alert?” I asked.

“Just a few hours ago, ma'am. We received a payment of 200 billion dollars,” she said.

Just then, Mr. Marcus called while I was about to sip a glass of wine.

“What's going on?” he asked.

“I don't understand, sir,” I replied.

“I just saw a huge amount of money entering the company's account.”

“Yes, sir. That's the money realized from today's perfume supplies. I ordered the production department to begin work immediately.”

Marcus was shocked.

“I can't believe this. You did this just yesterday and today?”

“Yes, sir. And I'll do even more.”

“I'll credit you some money for your weekend,” Marcus assured me.

I wanted to refuse but remained silent and focused on my work.

Suddenly my phone rang.

It was an alert for three million dollars, far more than my salary.

“This must be a mistake,” I muttered and immediately called him back.

“Sir...”

He cut me off.

“I've sent you three million dollars. Use it to take care of yourself and stay comfortable. I'm in a meeting, and more clients are reaching out to me right now.”

Marcus, who had once been reluctant, was now completely awakened by the company's sudden success.

I stared at the alert on my phone.

“Three million dollars just for the weekend.”

I nodded slowly.

“I am worth millions of dollars.”

A smile spread across my face.