Mr. Chairman’s Devious Wife by Brey Mitchylle

The Nail in the Coffin

Sofia sank into her personally customized white ornate chair, her attention fixed on the wisps of steam dancing above the coffee resting on the table before her.

Despite her role as the creative director of a fashion company, Sofia’s office radiated simplicity that bordered on plainness. The color scheme was stark—black and white, meticulously organized to maintain a sense of order. It was intentional, reflecting her desire for clarity and focus in her workspace.

However, she was far from her usually focused self at the moment. Her brows furrowed as she pondered the proposition from Mr. Beaumont. It had been two days since she saw him— two days since she saw the betrayal.

She closed her eyes, exhaustion was gnawing on her soul. In the past two days, she had mostly spent her time crying and being miserable. When is the pain going to ease?

A knock on her door interrupted her thoughts. She lifted her gaze and met her secretary, Miss Amores, with a smiling face. “Is there something?” Sofia asked.

“Mr. Lawrence Lockhart is here with the COO Mr. Oh.”

The mention of her stepfather’s name made her gaze tremble. She was quickly reminded of what Alexander told her. For a moment, she wondered what she would do when she saw Lawrence again. “Let them in,” she cleared her throat.

This would be the first time she would see her stepfather since that conversation with Alexander. She got up, forcing a smile on her face. She cannot falter now.

“Sofia,” a middle-aged man greeted her the moment he walked in. This man was none other than the man whom Sofia had been calling father. Lawrence Miles— Lockhart.

“Father,” Sofia greeted back. “I thought you were with Mr. Oh?”

“He is currently in Mrs. Phelps’s office.”

Sofia’s eyebrow lifted. Mrs. Phelps was their Production manager. “I hope there is no problem?” Sofia asked while helping the man out of his coat.

“Of course not… Mr. Oh is currently checking all the production in our subsidiaries for the annual meeting. I apologize for not telling you in advance.”

“No problem,” Sofia said, though she suspected this was intentional, especially after her conversation with Alexander.

“Coffee?”

plush couch inside Sofia’s office. He eyed the large painting in front of the couch and smiled. “I am glad that

a painting that Lawrence personally made for Sofia, a

Sofia said after asking her secretary to make some coffee for them. Sofia’s earlier coffee had gotten cold, so she asked for a new

said. “You know me

on the one-seater by the side of the large

been prepared. However… I am not here to

wasn’t exceptionally good-looking, but there was a simple charm in his light gray eyes. Overall, his features looked calming and trustworthy. His voice was always calm and soft. Now, a part of her wonder if there is any truth about the

encourage me to marry someone…” Sofia chortled

you think it is time that you give us some

older than me. If anything, she should be the

find someone but…” he sighed. “All of

Did she truly know Charlotte at all? She’d heard this conversation repeatedly in recent months. On the surface, it sounded like he was encouraging her to marry for the sake of her sick mother. However, after that

response,

expression. Her mother, Eunice Lockhart, had been in a medical facility

take Daniel too long to propose. When the time comes… you should accept it. Settle down and give us grandchildren. In this way, I could leave this world

he was only in his fifties, young and able. However, after everything, she couldn’t seem to come

why I told you not to overwork yourself,” Sofia said. “Let the others do their work or you can simply wait for my next birthday. Once I have the voting rights and the right to work

flashed in Lawrence’s eyes. It vanished before Sofia could recognize what it was. Seeing this, she lowered her head, her expression

Her stepfather got up. She immediately got up and once again helped

in the hospital,” Lawrence said, his

“I will visit Mom today.” Seeing her mood turn sour, Lawrence smiled then he gave

recorder on the

would be quite useful

long. It was small and did not have the capability to charge

she started listening to Lawrence’s conversation with Mr. Oh as the two