“Are you doing this on purpose?” The woman beside Sophia glared at her.
Sophia shot her a look. “Why do you care? Yeah, I did it on purpose. What’s it got to do with you? It’s not even your book.” She tossed out the words and started to walk away.
But after a few steps, Sophia turned back and gave the bookshelf a hard shove. It wobbled and nearly crashed over, but someone on the other side managed to steady it just in time. Still, a bunch of books tumbled to the floor.
Sophia dusted off her hands with a dramatic sigh. “This shelf is so cheap. Just a little nudge and it almost falls over.”
She was annoyed that she hadn’t managed to actually topple it. Spinning around, ready to leave, she nearly collided with Isabella, who had appeared right behind her without a sound. The sudden sight of her made Sophia jump.
Before Isabella could get a word out, Sophia started ranting. “Isabella, are you trying to give me a heart attack? Your new shop opens, I show up to give you some face, and this is how you treat me?”
“You creep around without making a sound, trying to scare me on purpose. Well, you did. You scared me, and I could get your precious new store shut down in a second!”
“And don’t even think Ethan’s going to take your side. You two are getting divorced. He never loved you. You were just a pawn to him. The only woman he’s ever cared about is Natalie.”
Sophia looked Isabella up and down, sneering. “Look at you. You think you’re good enough for Ethan? Please. You’re not even fit to carry his shoes.”
Isabella’s voice was cold and steady. “Sophia, you came in here, ripped up my books, and tried to knock over my shelf. If they hadn’t caught it and it crashed down on the kids sitting across the aisle, would you be able to live with yourself?”
Just then, Cynthia and a few others rushed over from the café, alarmed by the noise.
Most of the guests had gathered in the coffee shop, sipping coffee and nibbling on pastries. If the staff got busy, some of them even pitched in to help serve new customers, just for the fun of it. The grand opening had everyone excited, with discounts and cute little freebies drawing in a crowd.
Once people tried the coffee and pastries, they were surprised by how good everything tasted. The pastry chef, recommended by Harold, made treats that looked as amazing as they tasted.
“Mom, she’s here just to make trouble. I’ll handle it,” Isabella said, not letting go of Sophia. If Ethan hadn’t been at the door earlier, Isabella never would’ve let Sophia in. She’d thought that with him around, Sophia would behave herself. Clearly, she’d overestimated Ethan’s influence.

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