Chapter 41

41. Back off << . Miles . >> I am sitting in my office immersed in my work. My phone pings and I cannot help but check if it’s Sophie. It’s not. Sophie is pissed at me, and she is pissed big time. I tried to get in touch with her a few times since Saturday morning, and she hasn’t replied yet.  Me: ‘I had to leave for an emergency. I sent a girl to your room. I hope you met her and didn’t leave in the middle of the night.’ That was on Saturday morning. I had called her on Saturday evening, and she didn’t pick up my call. On Sunday afternoon, I sent one more text. Me: ‘Are you still pissed at me? I am sorry Sophie. I am not lying.’  When I read the message again, I grimace. It’s rare for me to apologize. I wish she had appreciated this rare occasion. It was stupid of me to get obsessed with her at first place. I guess it’s high time to back off. …… The intercom rings and I hear Emma’s voice, ”Isha is here. I have given her a brief. Do you want to talk to her first?” “Yea. Send her in.” O