All Chapters of Entangled With My Baby's Billionaire Father: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Sophia’s POVAfter a long day exploring Paris, the personal agency assigned to handle our transport arrived promptly to take us back to the hotel. The driver, a charming older gentleman with a kind smile, exchanged polite conversation with Michael as I sat quietly, gazing out at the city lights that seemed to dance against the night sky. Paris felt magical, but my mind wasn’t fully present.As soon as we got to the hotel, I excused myself and headed to the room. I needed to call Crystal. Her earlier text had been needling at me all day. She didn’t send messages like that unless something was really wrong.I dialed her number, pacing around the spacious suite. The phone barely rang twice before she picked up.“Sophia,” Crystal’s voice sounded shaky, laced with frustration and fear.“Crystal, what’s going on? Your text sounded urgent.”She hesitated for a moment before spilling everything. “I’m having problems with my rent,” she admitted, her voice cracking. “The landlord gave me an ult

Sophia’s POVI woke up tired, the morning light filtering through the sheer curtains of our hotel room. Blinking a few times, I turned over, expecting to see Michael still asleep beside me. Instead, I found him moving briskly around the room, zipping his suitcase shut with an air of urgency.“Michael?” I called out, my voice still thick with sleep. “What’s going on? Why are you packing?”Without looking at me, he replied curtly, “The trip is over. We’re leaving in a few hours.”Confused, I sat up in bed, clutching the blanket around me. “But we still have two days left. What happened?”Michael didn’t answer immediately. His back was to me as he folded a shirt and placed it neatly in his bag. When he finally turned, his expression was null, his tone clipped. “I have business to attend to. Pack your things.”The coldness in his voice caught me off guard. My heart sank, and I instinctively reached for the edge of the bed, grounding myself. “Michael, if something’s wrong, can we talk abou

Sophia’s POVMichael walked past my desk once, barely sparing me a glance.It hurt.But I had no time to dwell on it.I grabbed another stack and forced myself to focus.But then, another wave of nausea hit me so hard that I had to slap a hand over my mouth to keep from gagging.I closed my eyes, inhaling through my nose.“You’re fine, Sophia. Just keep going.”I forced down a few crackers from my drawer, chewing slowly as I kept working.My body begged me to rest, but my pride wouldn’t let me stop.By late afternoon, I had finally finished sorting everything.I sat back, exhaling deeply.The dizziness was still there, my stomach still uneasy, but I had done it.And I wasn’t about to let anyone including Michael see me break.Even if I was falling apart inside.Just as I stacked the final document, my phone buzzed.Michael: “My office. Now.”I stared at the message, my heart pounding.What now?Just as I settled at my desk, taking a deep breath to push away the nausea that had been li

Sophia’s POVMy phone buzzed, and a strange fear gripped my chest.For a moment, I didn’t want to look. I already knew what it was about. My debts. My failures.Slowly, I picked up my phone, my hands trembling. It was from Cindy.“I see you haven’t been meeting up with your debt lately. Legal actions will be taken tomorrow.”A cold shiver ran down my spine. I felt like the air had been knocked out of my lungs.This couldn’t be happening.I had tried my best. I had been paying whatever little I could, just enough to cover the interest, hoping it would buy me more time. But Cindy wasn’t willing to wait any longer.Legal actions.The words made my head spin. What did that even mean? Would they take me to court? Would they freeze my accounts? Would I be arrested?I jumped to my feet, my heart pounding. I needed to go to the debt company. I needed to beg.I rushed to my closet, pulling out the first clothes I could find. My hands were shaking so much that I struggled to put on my jeans. I

Sophia’s POVThe sound of my phone ringing pulled me from my restless sleep. My eyes fluttered open, and for a moment, I forgot where I was. Then reality crashed into me.The debt. Cindy. The legal action.I quickly sat up, my heart pounding as I reached for my phone. My fingers felt clumsy as I swiped to answer.“Hello?” My voice came out hoarse.“Miss Sophia?” The voice on the other end was firm and professional.“Yes?”“This is Mr. Thompson, the legal representative of the debt company. You are required to come to the office immediately to discuss the terms of the action being taken against you.”I swallowed hard. “I… I understand. I’ll be there soon.”The call ended abruptly.I sat on the edge of my bed, gripping my phone tightly. My chest felt tight, and I could feel the familiar wave of anxiety building up. This was it.Cindy wasn’t playing games anymore.I took a deep breath and forced myself to move. I couldn’t afford to waste time.The building looked even colder than before