Chapter 431
The explanation made logical sense, yet Cassandra couldn't shake the nagging feeling that something wasn't right. The timing was far too convenient to be mere coincidence.
"Prove you have nothing to hide by telling Sophia everything about your history with Cassandra. If she accepts your explanation, I'll drop the matter completely," Vivian demanded sharply.
Her greatest fear was that she'd inadvertently dragged Sophia into this mess. Every encounter with that woman seemed to bring nothing but trouble.
"I understand your concerns perfectly, and I don't need the reminder. I'll have that conversation with Sophia," Nathaniel promised, his voice carrying genuine sincerity.
"Good. Make sure you're completely honest. Remember this conversation - if I catch you playing games, you'll regret it deeply." Vivian delivered her final warning as Nathaniel showed no signs of deception.
As Nathaniel exited the room, Sophia rushed to meet him. "How did it go with my best friend? Did you pass her interrogation?"
"I'd say I scored about 80%," Nathaniel admitted truthfully.
"That's excellent! You've basically won her over already." Sophia beamed. No one understood Vivian like she did. An 80% approval rating from Vivian was practically a glowing endorsement.
Nathaniel suddenly grasped Sophia's hand tightly. "Sophia, if you were ever forced to choose between Vivian and me, who would you pick?"
"Is that even a question?" Sophia answered without hesitation. "My dearest Viv, obviously. Don't even try competing for that spot - you'll never win."
Her expression showed no trace of humor - she meant every word. Though Vivian often teased her about being lovesick, Sophia knew some bonds took priority over romantic relationships.
If forced to choose, Sophia would always pick her best friend. Men might betray or hurt her, but Vivian never would.
"And if Miss Lockhart told you to break up with me?"
"I would."
"You'd believe whatever Miss Lockhart said?"
"Absolutely."
A shadow crossed Nathaniel's face. "I see."
"You're acting strange today. Why these sudden questions? What did Viv tell you?" Sophia studied Nathaniel's odd behavior with growing concern.
"Nothing important. Just curious." Nathaniel's evasive eyes betrayed secrets that weighed heavily on his conscience.
After parting ways with Sophia, Nathaniel reached the underground parking garage. Sitting in his car, he dialed Cassandra's number.
"I've delivered what you wanted. When will you honor your end of our agreement?" His voice dropped to a hushed whisper.
The voice that responded bore no resemblance to Cassandra's usual unstable persona - neither weak nor pitiful. Instead, an icy tone demanded, "Patience. Maintain the act. I still need to locate those two brats precisely."