SOPHIA’S POV
By the time I got home, it was already dark.
True to her words, Emily got me a new PR team and they were working to get my name scrubbed clean from the mess that manipulative b***h created.
I saw Mrs Ashford sitting in the living room, eating macarons and watching a show.
“Hi, Mrs Ashford,” I started. “I had no idea you came to visit. No one else is home right now.”
She turned to me, eyeing me from head to toe before returning to her show. “I’m not visiting. I’ve decided to come back for good.”
“What do you mean?” I asked, a brow raised.
“Well, a few years ago I decided to leave this place because I grew tired of the media and its toxicity. Especially since we were close to the Thorne,” she started. “We relocated to Australia but Beverly ran away and came back here.
