CHAPTER 10

“There are hundreds of Sofias in this city,” Charles stated, “and I’m sure people can recognize the difference between Sofia Myers and Sofia Becic even though both are in the acting profession.”

His words not only restored Sofia’s face but also greatly boosted her confidence.

“I don’t use my grandfather’s name before every little thing I do like someone else,” Sofia said, smiling.

Laurel’s eyebrow jerked a little, but she did well controlling herself. “Mr. Charles,” she peered at him with intense green eyes. “When are we going to have dinner together?”

Charles’ heart skipped a beat. He wasn’t prepared for this question. He had not expected for Laurel to be here, after all. Laurel seemed to be much more of a bold and straightforward woman than Sofia, he thought. And this wasn't good news for him.

But what should he answer now?

What response would satisfy both the prideful women sitting at the same table and staring at him with inquiring eyes.

“Aren’t we already having one?” Charl