But before they could flood him with more questions, Marcus turned back to his car, cursing. He shut the door with a slam and sped away, his face tense and brooding.Inside the Rolls Royce, Sophia turned to her rescuer, her voice soft and tentative. “Thank you… Mr. Evans,” she said, unsure of how to address him.“Alexander,” he corrected her coolly, his gaze fixed ahead. “Just Alexander.”She nodded, her cheeks warming under the intensity of his presence. She’d known he was a powerful man, but sitting here beside him, she could feel the weight of that power in the air. There was an edge to his silence, a sense of control that made her feel both safe and unsettled.Then, his voice cut through the quiet, startling her. “Who am I to you, Sophia?”She blinked, caught off guard. “Um… my husband,” she replied, the words awkward on her lips.“Then why didn’t you call me when you needed help?” His tone was calm, but there was an undercurrent of reprimand that made her shrink slightly.“I didn
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