The next day, I enjoyed my breakfast while flipping through the information that Zachary had printed out for me. Apart from the documents, Sophie had been delivered to my doorstep tied up with a stinky sock shoved into her mouth.
There wasn't that much information on her. I was done after a few pages.
Sophie turned out to be a poor university student whom Anderson was funding. She'd eventually gotten a special invitation to work for Graham Group.
These past three years, Anderson had been introducing Sophie to every decent connection he had in the industry as his "female best friend."
He had even started the "Sophie Foundation" to help pave her way for the future. I guess he was trying to sneak Sophie into the upper-class community.
I scoffed. That was up to me to decide. After breakfast, I looked at Sophie mildly. She glared back at me with a venomous stare.
Zachary approached her and took the dirty sock out of her mouth.
"Yvonne! Once Andy finds out that you've kidnapped me, he won't let you get away with it! Do you really think you're the same heiress from three years ago?"
I looked at her plainly. I couldn't figure out what Anderson liked about her.
"My full name is actually Yvonne Zane Sherman. My middle name was given to me by the Mortner family."
Sophie paused, not knowing what I was trying to say.
"After all, the richest man in Jeanton, Zayn Mortner, is my grandfather."
Sophie froze. Suddenly, her face turned pale as if she had finally realized something. "I-Impossible!"
I chuckled lightly. "I guess you've finally connected the dots."
"Ms. Sherman, the tattoo artists are here." I looked at the 15 or so tattoo artists behind Zachary and pointed at Sophie, who was still kneeling on the ground.


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