Chapter 15
Sophia didn’t wake up until it was almost noon. She had tossed and turned all night, her mind consumed by Jason’s strange behavior and Victoria’s ice- cold eyes.
She rubbed her temples and decided to fill her stomach before figuring out her next move.
However, when she walked into the dining room, she found only one breakfast setting on the table. Victoria was leisurely eating toast with a cup of black coffee beside her.
“Where’s my breakfast?” Sophia frowned.
Victoria didn’t look up. After finishing her last bite of toast, she lazily glanced at Sophia. “If you want to eat, go ask the cook to make something.”
She wiped her mouth. “I made this myself. There’s only one serving.”
Sophia felt a surge of anger but forced it down. “Then have the cook make something now!”
Victoria chuckled softly. She stood up and walked past her without sparing another glance.
Sophia clenched her fists in fury and stormed toward the kitchen, only to find it empty except for a young maid cleaning dishes.
“Where’s the cook?” she demanded.
The maid jumped at her tone, answering carefully, “She has the day off today…”
“Then why does Victoria have food?“.
“Mrs. Reid… Mrs. Reid made it herself…” The maid kept her head down, her voice growing quieter.
Sophia’s face twisted with fury as she slammed the door and left. She returned to her bedroom hungry, too angry to even drink water.
Just then, her phone rang. It was the private investigator, Nathan Speight.
She immediately answered, and his voice came through in a low whisper. “Ms. Page, I found something.”
“Tell me!” she ordered impatiently.
“The night before the wedding, surveillance caught someone who looked exactly like Victoria leaving the Reid residence,” Nathan said.
After a pause, he added, “Also, I found that three years ago, the Colemans made some kind of deal with the previous Victoria. The details are unclear, but it seems related to a stand–in bride.”
Sophia’s pupils contracted, her fingers tightening around the phone. “Do you have proof?”
“Send me the address. I’ll be right there!”
After hanging up, Sophia quickly changed her clothes, put on sunglasses and a hat, and quietly left the mansion.
Half an hour later, she met Nathan at a secluded coffee shop. He handed her an envelope, whispering, “Everything’s in here, including surveillance screenshots and the Colemans‘ financial transaction records.”
Sophia eagerly opened it. After flipping through a few pages, a cold smile curved her lips.
Just as she suspected. The current Victoria was a fake.
She paid the final fee, stuffed the documents into her bag, and walked back in high spirits. She’d like to see just how long that imposter could keep up her
arrogance.
However, as soon as she reached the mansion entrance, she ran into Victoria, who was about to leave. Their eyes met
This time, Sophia didn’t bother hiding anything and lifted her chin defiantly. “Victoria… oh wait, should Leall you by a different name?”
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