Revenge On My First Love
Chapter 171 The Security Guard Was Shocked

Drake sounded excited. After all, they didn't have a pleasant morning, and Sophia wanted to throw him out. But now, Sophia took the initiative to call him.

"It's me. I'm in the lobby of your company building..."

Before finishing her words, she heard Drake hurriedly order, "Stand there. Wait for me."

Sophia was about to refuse and tell him she could go upstairs, but he ended the call.

The security guard was watching her all the time.

Somehow, she told him, "He said he would come to pick me up in person."

The security guard gaped at her in disbelief with a mocking smile as if he was sure she was faking it.

He had seen many women coming to the Riley Group for Drake, but no one had ever let him go downstairs in person. Sophia read his mind but didn't explain.

The security guard kept an eye on her, afraid she would suddenly rush into the elevator.

Suddenly, the elevator doors slid open. A man rushed toward them.

Drake saw a security guard stop Sophia at the clocking-in machine.

Paul, who got downstairs with Drake, snapped, "What's going on? Why did you stop Ms. Lawson?"

The security guard was baffled. He had no idea what was going on.

"Look at her carefully. In the future, if this lady wants, let her enter."

The security looked at Sophia in confusion.

"For the sake that you are working hard, I will keep you staying. If it happens again, you'll be fired."

Sophia said leisurely, "It's alright, Paul. It's no big deal. I didn't make an appointment with Drake. Don't blame him."

Drake was annoyed. "What do you mean? Mocking me? Why do you need an appointment to meet me?'

Sophia shrugged. "When you went to my company, I didn't let you enter without an appointment, either."

"Think I'm a petty one who likes revenge?"

"You are not, but I am."

Drake was rendered wordless.

A while later, he pulled her hand. "Let's go in."

"Unnecessary. It's simple. We can talk here." Sophia didn't know what would happen if she followed her in.

Drake looked at her. "Are you afraid?"

"You don't need to goad me into following you. I'm here to deliver you a contact." As she spoke, Sophia passed the contact to him.

Without taking a glance, Drake insisted, "I won't take a look if you don't enter."

The security guard watched them in surprise.

Today Drake acted totally unlike his usual self.

Although he was a security guard, he often met Drake.

In his impression, Drake was cold and aloof. However, in front of this woman, he was more like begging her.

Sophia had accepted the agreements from the Frost family, so she must keep her word to them. Therefore, she said helplessly, "Stop it, Drake Riley." "You want me to sign the contract, so my condition is to let you go in. Why would I stop it?"

Sophia was speechless.

Standing behind them, Paul could only shake his head, thinking, 'Mr. Riley, I don't expect you can be so cheeky.'

"Two options. Leave with the contract or go upstairs with me."

Sophia couldn't do anything but stood there for a while. Then she agreed, "OK. I'll follow you upstairs."

What else could she do? He had taken advantage of her, so there wouldn't be any difference if he did it again.

Sophia walked forward, but Drake wrapped his arm around her shoulders. This time, she didn't struggle.

However, her reaction made Drake furrow his brows.

The security guard watched them enter the elevator in wide-eyed shock.

In his memories, facing the woman he disliked, even if she committed suicide in the lobby, Drake wouldn't spare her a glance.

Obviously, this woman was very special to Drake.

After arriving on the top floor, Paul left sensibly. Sophia followed Drake into his office.

His office held almost 2200 square feet, the exact size of a wealthy family's house.

Seeing her look around, Drake asked with a faint smile, "Do you like the decoration in my office?"

Sophia withdrew her gaze. "It's my first being here..."

Drake didn't wait for her to finish her words. He picked up the telephone and phoned his secretary. "Bring me a glass of apple juice." Sophia could only stare at her.

Ultimately, she decided not to mention the matter for the time being if he didn't want to talk about it.

The apple juice was sent in pretty soon. The news that a woman had entered the president's office had raised a mighty uproar among the employees. Although Emilia and Cecelia constantly pestered Drake, neither had entered his office before, let alone the other women.

The secretary glanced secretly at Sophia and recognized she was Drake's first love.

Honestly speaking, many women envied her.

Seeing Sophia appear in Drake's office, others could tell how much Drake treasured her.

Sophia picked up the apple juice and was about to take a sip. Drake chuckled, "Aren't you afraid I'll drug you?"

Sophia drank it without hesitation. "It doesn't matter. You won't need to drug me if you want to do something to me." Drake nodded to echo, "Right. You are smart."

"Thanks. The apple juice is yummy." Sophia put down the glass.

Drake stared at her. She knew him as well as he knew her. Therefore, she looked calm and natural after entering his office.

He appreciated her frankness.

"Let me show you around." He grabbed her hand, taking her inside.

Sophia followed him obediently.

While walking around, Drake introduced everything to her. In the end, he held her in his arms, watching the view outside the window. "You know what, Sophia? In my life, I want nothing more than to enjoy the city's view with you in my arms. Now, my wish has come true."

Sophia didn't reply.

"In the past, I always wondered if I still had the chance when I was watching it. If I was the only one, there would be meaningless for me to do so. Even if I married Cecelia Price or another woman, I wouldn't allow them to enter here to ruin the happiness that should belong to us."

The look in Sophia's eyes changed.

"Sophia," he called gently, "Come back to me, will you?"

A simple question from him almost changed Sophia's mind.

Sophia tried to answer, but a man pushed the door open and entered. "Drake..."

Before he finished his words, Drake's secretary hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry, Mr. Riley. I told him you have a guest, but your father..."