Chapter 103
Sophie had no intention of creating too much tension with James. Since Colt had already asked her for a favor, she felt obliged to help.
She took a taxi to the Burke residence, and upon arrival, she saw Marian sweeping the yard.
Marian was ecstatic to see Sophie and hurried to open the door. “Madam! You’re finally back!”
Sophie seldom saw Marian so overwhelmed with emotion. She clearly had been mistreated at home these past few days.
“Marian, is James home?”
“Yes, yes, he is at home!”
But then Marian hesitated before adding, “However besides the master, that little s l u t is also here.” Whenever Marian mentioned Nichole, she would grit her teeth in hatred.
Sophie was taken aback because, after Bea’s Intervention, Nichole was still at the Burke residence. It seemed James really liked Nichole enough to defy Bea’s wishes.
At the front door, Sophie tried to use her fingerprint, but it didn’t match.
“Last night, Mr. James said he wanted to change all the passwords for the locks, Marian explained before she keyed in the new code. allowing Sophie to enter. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.
Inside, James was with Nichole in the living room. Nichole was reading a book while James patiently explained it to her. The atmosphere between them was warm, much like a couple deeply in love.
Marian coughed twice as she entered and addressed James, “Sir, Mrs. Burke has returned.” She emphasized the word ‘Mrs. heavily.
James then looked up, giving Sophie a cold glance as if she were a stranger. “Who allowed you into my home?” His tone was full of disdainful interrogation.
“James, don’t be so upset. Maybe Sophie just forgot to take something with her, Nichole said before sweetly smiling at Sophie. “If you forgot anything, you can just tell Marian to mail it to you. There is no need to make a trip here yourself.”
Sophie merely gave Nichole a cold look before turning to James. “You didn’t go to the office today?”
James scoffed, “Who are you to meddle in my affairs?”
“Do you think I want to? Colt called me because he couldn’t reach you and asked me to get you to the office.” Sophie’s voice was equally cold.
“I’m busy,” James said dismissively.
Sophie glanced at Nichole, who was asking James for help with her studies, and remarked, “This is you being busy?”
Nichole looked apologetic. “Sophie, I’m sorry for taking up James’s time. My grades have been dropping, and I wanted his help.”
“Why are you explaining yourself to her?” James tenderly stroked her head. “Focus on your work, sweetheart.”
Blushing, Nichole bowed her head, reading her books.
Sophie watched coldly, finally losing patience. ‘James, the company is yours, not mine. If it weren’t for Colt’s call, I wouldn’t have come back. As for the company, I couldn’t care less whether you go or not.”
Turning to leave, Sophie paused and turned back, “Also, I’ll have the divorce papers drafted and sent over as soon as possible. Please sign them.”
James stiffened at the mention of divorce.
Nichole barely concealed her excitement. She had waited so long, and finally, Sophie and James were getting a divorce!