"How did you find out?"


    "I eavesdropped!" Angelo said, dead serious. "Being a spy, I take my job seriously! Never underestimate a journalist''s ability to snoop!"


    James took a deep breath and asked, "What''s the guy''s name?"


    "Last name Tang, first name Timothy, I think."


    "Got it."


    Seeing James about to hang up, Angelo quickly added, "Just like that? Aren''t you worried?"


    "If Sophie brought him to the Minton family, she knows something''s up with him and wants to keep a close eye. With Colby by her side, she''s in good hands." "You really trust your rival in love, huh?"


    "You done?"


    "... Yeah."


    "Hanging up."


    James ended the call.


    Angelo stared at his phone, shaking his head in exasperation.C0ntent ? 2024 (N/?)velDrama.Org.


    Why y the lovesick second fiddle when you''re the CEO of Burke International?


    Meanwhile, Sophie waltzed back into her room, humming a tune, looking downright cheerful.


    Colby, lounging against the headboard, raised an eyebrow. "Someone''s in a good mood."


    ""You noticed?"


    "I heard everything," Colby said. "Aren''t you afraid he''ll just give up with all the trouble you''re causing?"


    "If he''s here to spy on us, he


    wouldn''t dream of leaving. Since he


    wants to watch us, I''ll keep him


    close, but he''ll need time to do any


    actual spying."


    She had his schedule so


    jam-packed, he wouldn''t even have time to sneak upstairs to steal the stock transfer agreement that wasn''t even in her possession,?et alone eavesdrop on their conversations.


    "Looks like the Minton family''s housekeepers and maids can take a break for a while."


    Downstairs, Timothy, carrying a grocery bag, left the house and got into his car, trying to keep his cool.


    As soon as he got in, Timothy''s youthful and clean face twisted into a scowl. He angrily pped the steering wheel.


    That Sophie! She''s definitely ying him!


    But he couldn''t just walk away from the Minton family.


    Frustrated, Timothy put on his Bluetooth headset and dialed his subordinate''s number.


    "Young Master."


    "I''ve got some addresses for you. Go buy groceries for me."


    "Groceries?" His subordinate sounded puzzled. "Aren''t you already in with the Minton family? Why do you need groceries?"


    "Is it your turn to question me now? Just go do it!"


    Seeing Timothy''s anger, his subordinate didn''t dare say more and quickly went to follow orders.


    Timothy leaned back in the car, plotting his next move against the Minton family. He needed to get rid of Sophie and destroy the stock transfer agreement.


    Just then, his phone rang with an unknown number, but he recognized it immediately.


    Timothy quickly answered, "BOSS, what are your orders?"


    A deep, rich voice came through: "For now, don''t kill Sophie. Stay by her side as long as you can."


    "Why?" Timothy frowned. "If she''s in your way, she should die."


    "Be careful. She''s already suspicious


    of you. If necessary, use a self-sacrificing act to win her guilt and trust. Despite Sophie''s smarts, she trusts her friends


    ve


    unconditionally. I need you to pull that off."