After Alexander left, Sophia stood alone in her office.
Her hands clenched tightly.
"So he chose her."
Her assistant looked nervous.
"What do we do now?"
Sophia walked slowly toward the window overlooking the city.
The anger in her eyes slowly turned into something darker.
"We finish it."
Her assistant hesitated.
"You mean…"
Sophia smiled faintly.
"If I can't have Alexander…"
Her voice became cold.
"Neither can she."