Captive Princess (Sophia) novel Chapter 23

Chapter 12

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“Sophia, of course.”

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The moment the words left Vincent’s mouth, Marco slammed on the brakes. The tires screeched against the pavement.

“Sorry, Boss!” Marco apologized hastily, his back slick with a cold sweat.

To his surprise, Vincent wasn’t angry. He just lifted his cold gaze, studying his assistant in the rearview mirror. “Does my

answer shock you that much?”

Marco’s hands trembled on the wheel. Shocked was an understatement. It turned everything he thought he knew on its head.

He didn’t dare say it aloud, opting for a more tactful response. “But… I’ve seen you treat Miss Isabella so well, even better than you treat Miss Sophia…”

“That’s because she took a bullet for

“Young master, perhaps you should pretend I to be close with one of the young ladies,” his head of security had suggested.

“It

would make the others back off.”

He conceded it was a practical solution.

But who?

His gaze swept across the courtyard and landed on Isabella, reading in the library. The sunlight was perfect that day. wore a white dress, and her absorption in classic literature gave her an air of pure innocence.