Prince Of My Heart

|chapter 20|

Sophia POV

I wake up as early as 6:30 and take a bath when am done with my normal routine, I find my black jeans and white button up shirt I just bought yesterday afternoon with Lara I grab my nude sweater wearing it and I straighten out my clothes before wearing my boots, I apply just a little makeup and I grab my purse and keys before walking out of the apartment.

I walk over to Lara's door knocking she opens it up immediately dressed up

Wow look at you, looking all professional

I smile I'm gonna get us that job

What's your tactic?

Plead and cry I shrug my shoulders

We both laugh before I hand her a key, hey henry will come in later to help you so no worries with the baking okay

She nods, yes boss

I smile bumping shoulders with her as we walk out the gates bye I wave and she waves before walking the other way

I grab a cab showing the nice man the address its a 1 hour drive into the busy part of London with sky high buildings I pay before standing in front of the large building also I've never been to the side of London so I'm confused.

I walk into the receptionist the time 7:50, they are 3 different receptionist the place painted silver I walk to the one that looks the nicest with a smile on her face good morning I say

Good morning how may I help you

I have an appointment with Mr Bill by 8am I say referring to the card

She nods you must be Miss Sophia Castillo

I nod

She smiles just take the elevator to the top floor his assistant will direct you

I nod and nervously walk to one of the many elevators before entering I think I see someone like Alex dressed in a suite walking out of one of the elevator 2 men by his side, I look again but don't spot him with the small crowd of people I shook my head must be the nerves.

I finally reach the top floor and a nice blonde woman leads me to the double metal doors with silver handles like who is he Christen grey?

I shiver before knocking I hear a come in and I open the door to see a man leaning on the table pen in hand and a paper in the other he looks to be in his thirties with light brown hair and light green eyes cast downwards on the paper

Good morning sir?

Oh he looks up, sorry he places the paper on the table you can come in he ushers me to a seat by the full glass walls

I smile at him and hope again for the second time I don't look constipated but he actually smiles back ha take that.

He takes a seat opposite me smiling kindly at me, my eyes move to a photo frame of a little blonde girl not more than 10 years

He smiles my daughter

I nod, she's beautiful

She looks like her mother