In the early morning, Sophia woke up slowly. She gently placed her hand on the man's bare chest beside her and

kissed his lips.

Graham responded to her kiss with a smile. The night's pleasure had left them both a bit tired.

"Is James still asleep?" Sophia asked with a seductive smile, her fingers tracing his chest.

"He won't be awake at this time," Graham replied. He held her hand and brought it to his lips for a kiss. He was

genuinely tired and couldn't fathom how a woman could have so much energy, wanting him endlessly every night.

She was nothing like Maisie, who always remained quiet, only revealing a pure smile when he saw her.

Graham froze. Why was he thinking of Maisie at that moment? He shook his head, feeling like he was going crazy.

"My dear, what's wrong?"

"Oh, nothing." Graham forced a smile.

"By the way, I want to discuss something with you," Sophia said, turning his face to her. "James is growing up, and I

think... always having private tutors at home won't work in the long run. He should go to school and interact with

kids his age. After all, he's the one who will inherit the Bayers' business in the future, right?"

over and looked a bit hesitant. "Well... we can't say

the family's business to

stood no chance against her. She

Lawler took her in,

him and

a womanizer, that would be even

sure she'd never rise

could be the good guy in this matter. To Graham, she was the one who curried

would be indebted

she hadn't told Graham she had acquired all the documents Arya had been carrying. After all, she

the

chuckled softly and said, "Your sister only likes painting. With her gentle nature, how could she

will

won't treat us

into her eyes. "I've long considered James my own son, and I'll

As long as he works hard, he

and grinned. "Graham, your

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