“You’re so smart,” Sophia said, kissing him again. “Victoria always thought she was the smart sister, but she has no idea what’s happening right under her nose.”
They talked for another hour about their plans.
How they would make my death look like a heart attack caused by work stress.
How they would sell my Chicago hotels and move to California together.
How they had been having an affair for over a year, meeting in secret while I was traveling for business.
Sophia even talked about how jealous she had always been of my success.
“Victoria got everything handed to her,” she said bitterly. “The smart one, the successful one, the one who could do no wrong. Well, now it’s my turn to have the perfect life.”
I recorded everything on my phone, my hands shaking with anger and betrayal.
These two people I loved most in the world had been slowly killing me for months while planning their future together.
