Chapter 32
Chapter 32
“Don’t worry, Sophie. I’ll definitely get you justice!” Arthur declared confidently.
He was certain Matt was lying.
Just then, a young nurse hurried over from around the corner.
“Hey, are you Sophie? I’ve been looking everywhere for you. You weren’t in your room during rounds-what are you doing here?”
She was carrying a stack of medical charts, flipping through Sophie’s file. “Your family is so irresponsible, taking you out last night without permission.”
Arthur froze. “Last night? I didn’t take her anywhere.”
He looked at Sophie, who couldn’t meet his eyes.
The nurse continued matter-of-factly: “9:30 PM, your family member took the patient out, told the night staff not to worry and promised she’d be back by morning.” She pointed down the hall. “You can check the security footage. The person was wearing a dark gray striped suit.”
Arthur’s confidence wavered as he looked at Sophie again, uncertainty creeping into his voice. “Sophie, last
night you…”
“Sophie was in her room all night!” Joanne suddenly shrieked. “I fed her dinner myself! I slept right there
with her!”
“Is this yours?” Matt held up a small pill bottle. “Found in Sophie’s room. The dinner plates tested positive for sleeping medication-probably from this bottle. Mrs. Leroix, maybe you should think harder about how you slept so deeply?”
Joanne’s face went pale as she remembered the unusual drowsiness after dinner and sleeping more soundly than she had in years.
Faced with overwhelming evidence, Arthur finally began to doubt Sophie.
Sophie’s face flushed red and white as she was exposed. “I… I just wanted some fresh air… This place is so suffocating… I didn’t want to be confined…”
Arthur’s hand froze mid-air. Sophie’s flushed face reminded him of six-year-old Rachel stealing ice cream and staining her dress, tugging his sleeve: “Big brother, I know I was wrong…”
The memory overlapped painfully with the present as Sophie sobbed into his chest, her citrus perfume
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mixed with unfamiliar tobacco scents.
“Did getting fresh air require bypassing three electronic security doors?” Matt asked innocently.
Rachel had been watching this charade too long. She knew Matt was lying about “coincidentally” seeing Sophie-he’d obviously been tracking her.
“2:30 AM, and you just happened to see her wearing a man’s jacket?” Matt continued.
Rachel lifted a strand of Sophie’s hair, noting the mix of perfumes that reeked of nightclub. “Your perfume certainly gets stronger at night, sister.”
Arthur finally noticed the smell-and the bite marks on Sophie’s collarbone.
Despite all the evidence, when Sophie reminded him of his birthday promise to “protect her forever,” Arthu
melted.
“Fine. Don’t do it again,” he said, pulling her into his arms.
Rachel watched Sophie’s triumphant smile as she nestled against Arthur’s neck, asking for homemade pasta with soft-boiled eggs.
After they left, Matt looked at Rachel sympathetically, but she cut him off. She didn’t need pity-she needed a capable partner.
Rachel recalled Sophie’s diamond earrings, specifically the “MC” letters engraved on them.
The mark of Moonlight Club’s VIP membership.
“Did you follow Sophie last night?”
“Of course not! Pure coincidence,” Matt insisted.
Rachel didn’t push it. “Look into where she went, especially Moonlight Club.”
Matt studied her with new respect, finally understanding why Nicolas was so drawn to this woman. She wasn’t the fragile victim he’d imagined-she was a strategist.
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