KE Café.
Sophia arrived bundled up in a low-key outfit, disguising herself as much as possible.
Tomorrow she was set to marry Lucas—and every woman on the outside would gladly tear pieces of flesh from her just to vent their rage and jealousy.
From across the café, Aiden spotted her immediately.
"Over here."
He'd chosen a quiet corner. Sophia walked over and sat down.
"Mr. Hilton, you dragged me all the way out here. What's so important?"
"Does Miss Morgan always speak so bluntly?"
Sophia pulled off her hat and leveled her gaze at him.
He hadn't come to her before, yet here he was on the eve of her wedding. She wanted to see what exactly he was trying to pull.
"Mr. Hilton, I don't like wasting time. If you have something to say, just say it. I don't play games."
