Too Late She Already Married Mr. Right (Sophia) novel Chapter 262

Emily looked flustered. "Since when did Mr. Sterling catch a cold?

He looks totally fine to me."

"I said he has a cold, so he has a cold," Sophia insisted. The more insistent Emily was, the more suspicious Sophia became of her true intentions.

Emily pouted, "Sophia, you're being so unreasonable! Mr. Sterling isn't your man-why do you act like you get to decide for him?"

Sophia narrowed her eyes at Emily, voice chilly. "Why are you so eager to get Mr. Sterling drinking, huh? What, did you put something in that wine?"

Emily hadn't expected Sophia to be so sharp. Just remembering how Sophia had tricked her last time made her skin crawl.

"What nonsense are you spouting? I just think a man's not a real man if he doesn't drink." Emily shot back, trying to sound casual.

She almost blurted out something about Richard being a wimp, hoping to rile him up and get him to take the glass, but that would've been way too obvious.

Sophia was way too sharp for that.

After what happened at the Evans residence, Sophia was definitely on guard around her.

'Whatever, I didn't actually spike the wine, Emily thought to herself.

Annabelle tsked and teased. "Emily, is Uncle Richard really the one you're plotting to get close to?"

"Oh, not at all! Since Mr. Sterling can't have any wine, let me fetch you a nice cup of warm water instead. This spicy fish is pretty fiery =I just wouldn't want you struggling with the heat," she said, her voice dripping with fake concern.

With that, Emily got up and went to pour some water.

Sophia eyed the glass in her hand, unsure if Emily was about to try

Richard covered his bright red lips, clearly embarrassed. "Sorry about that, didn't mean to overreact."

"Not at all! Everyone's got their own taste—| should've taken that into account," Sophia said, trying to reassure him.

She'd just sprinkled on some regular chili powder for a bit of kick, but honestly, there was no way anyone could call this fish anything but spicy.

No matter what, this fish was guaranteed to pack a punch.

Emily's eyes lit up as she saw Richard down the warm water she'd handed him-a wicked little grin curling at the corner of her mouth, like a fox who'd finally snatched the prize.

After lurking and scheming all night, she'd finally gotten exactly what she wanted

Now she just had to wait for the drug to do its thing, ditch those two third wheels-Annabelle and Sophia-and tonight, Richard would be hers, no matter what!