A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 5

Sophie briefly introduced herself, and after exchanging pleasantries, she accompanied Bernard and Rosita to the CEO’s office.

Jeannie craned her neck to catch a glimpse of the trio, her face displaying unmistakable envy. “On her very first day, Mr. Laurence is personally escorting her! She must be his favorite!”

Amanda placed a comforting hand on Jeannie’s shoulder and explained, “You’re missing the point, dear. She has just returned and assumed the CEO position, which might raise doubts among VitaLife Global’s shareholders. Mr. Laurence escorting her is a way to demonstrate that she has the full support of the Laurence Group.”

Jeannie rested her hands on her chin, still feeling envious, and mused, “And Mr. Laurence is clearing the path for his wife so swiftly as well. How romantic!”

Amanda, full of envy herself, said, “If she wasn’t the chairman’s daughter, there’s no way the most powerful man in A City would be interested in her.”

Jeannie shook her head, “But Ms. Ratliff is impressive in her own right. She’s well–educated, attractive, and so on. Speaking of looks…”

Jeannie glanced at Eleanor, “I noticed that Eleanor looks a bit like the new CEO!”

Amanda leaned in for a closer look, and agreed, “Yeah, you’re right. But I think Eleanor’s even prettier!”

Eleanor, looking pale, muttered “Don’t talk nonsense,” and walked to the bathroom.

Seeing Eleanor’s frail figure, Jeannie was worried, “What’s wrong with Eleanor?”

Amanda let out a derisive snort. “Perhaps she’s envious that she resembles the CEO but doesn’t share the CEO’s destiny!”

in conversation with Amanda,

some medication for her racing heart, swallowing

her face with cold

with hollow cheeks and a

thoughts, Eleanor was interrupted as the bathroom door swung open, and Sophie

a flawless, rosy complexion, and she exuded an air of

educated–a combination of beauty and intelligence, something Eleanor could never measure

met Sophie’s gaze, she suddenly felt inferior, quickly lowered her head, grabbed a paper towel,

Sophie suddenly

as if she had done something wrong, and she froze.

treated as a stand–in and a victim, yet in front of Sophie, she still felt

said with a gentle smile, “You’re an assistant in

panic, nodded, “Yes.”

an hour before I have to hold the general shareholders‘ meeting. Could you make me a cup

the office but eventually agreed

Sophie left with her head held high and a

sickly Eleanor looked like a knock–off version of Sophie, feeling completely worthless.

before pulling herself together and heading to

made a cup of coffee for Sophie following the chairman’s preferences, hoping that Jeannie

already been called to prepare the conference room, so she had to deliver it herself.

“Come in.”