Brianna was startled. She had forgotten the fact that she and Sol looked like. "No, she's not my sister." She shook her head.

"But my goodness, you two look just the same." Jodie looked at Brianna, then at Sol, and back at Brianna, in disbelief.

Sol had a closer look at Jodie, noticing her attire and her pretty face. She asked cautiously, with a smile, "Who are you, may I ask?"

"Jodie Field. I work here. And you?"

"Sol Keaton."

"Nice to meet you. Do you work here as well?"

"No, not yet. Perhaps in the future. I'm here to see Scott."

"To see Scott? Mr. Anderson? You know him well?" Jodie looked at her suspiciously.

"Yes. I want to keep him company."

"Huh? What do you mean? He's got his wife to keep him company." Jodie said matter-of-factly.

Nice one, Jodie. Brianna thought gratefully.

Sol looked displeased at first, then she smiled and replied, "The thing is, his wife isn't the one he loves. I am. Those who are just a replacement will have to leave sooner or later now that I'm back."

Jodie pouted her lips and retorted, "A replacement? I don't know about that. But I do know that they are married and are happy together. Why did you come back anyway?"

"I had to leave him because I didn't want to be a burden to him, but now things are different. Shouldn't I come back?"

Brianna tapped Jodie's hand to gesture for her to leave it. Jodie smiled and shrugged her shoulder. They walked towards the lifts for the general staff while Sol used the one exclusive to the CEO.

He's someone else's now, not my Scott anymore. Brianna thought. She went to Scott's office and peeked through the gap of the door to see that Scott wasn't in. In a hurry, she sneaked in, packed all her stuff, and went back to her old desk in the secretaries' office.

She knew she would hate to see Scott and Sol together. Out of sight, out of mind. She thought.

Even though Scott was trying to put it off and not make a decision yet, Sol had invited herself to the office so they would be spending much time together. He will divorce me sooner or later. It's for sure. She heaved a sigh.

It's ok. I was fine before I met him. I just need to let it go. People say there's plenty of fish in the sea, right?! She cheered herself up, took a few breaths, and started to focus on work.

After a while, Levi came over and knocked at her desk. "Mrs. Anderson, Mr. Anderson requests that you move back to his office."

"Anything else?"

"No."

"Please tell him that I don't want to."

"He will be angry, Mrs. Anderson."

"He will be pleased."

"Mrs. Anderson, you are putting me in a difficult situation."

"I won't move back there. Listen, Levi. Do you think he wants to see me watch him and Sol Keaton having a sweet time in his office?"

Seeing that Brianna was determined. Levi heaved a sigh and walked away. Brianna watched him leave, took a deep breath, and tried to get back to work.

"Mr. Anderson, Mrs. Anderson doesn't want to come back to the office."

Scott was gazing at the sky standing by the French window. He frowned. "Why?"

"She doesn't want to see you and Miss Keaton having a sweet time, she said," Levi answered plainly.

The frown on Scott's face grew deeper. How does she know Sol's coming to the office?

He gestured to Levi to leave and lit a cigarette. She's becoming more and more irritating. Perhaps she's prepared to leave and doesn't care about pleasing me anymore. And the way she looked at me last night! Damn it! She's getting out of control now. No! I won't just let her leave. She is mine still. I'm in charge.

Scott didn't normally smoke much, but these couple of days, he was smoking double the amount of what he normally did.

Suddenly he felt someone hug him from behind. The delicacy and gentleness of the touch told him that it was Sol. He felt a bit startled. "How did you sleep?" He asked.

"I couldn't sleep. As long as I closed my eyes, I thought of you and the time we spent together."

The sense of guilt grew inside him again. He took her hands and said softly, "I'm sorry, Sol. I couldn't take good care of you then."

"Don't be silly, Scott. You sacrificed a lot for me, and you gave me the best you could." Sol pressed her face on his back. "Scott, I was happy and content when I was with you. I know you really did the best you could. I didn't want to leave you. I've thought about you every day." She was in tears. Scott turned around and embraced her.

Then he saw the empty seat where Brianna usually sat, and he felt irritated again. "Did you see Brianna this morning?" He asked.

"Yes, I bumped into her at the gate. I told her I'm here to keep you company, but...I... perhaps I shouldn't have said so..."

"You should say whatever you want to say. Get yourself a tea or something. I need to reply to some emails."

"Ok."

Around lunchtime, Scott asked, "How did Chris Butler find you?"

"One day, I was waiting for a taxi outside the hospital, and somehow I fainted. He happened to pass by and ask his driver to take me back to the hospital. Later the driver told him my name, and he seemed very interested. He asked me if I wanted to come back to downtown Las Vegas. I hesitated, but I missed you so much..."

"How long did you stay at his place?"

"About half a month. Why?"

"I should thank him for finding you. Perhaps I can buy him lunch."

"Sounds good. When?"

"Now." Scott gave Chris a call, and he agreed to meet.

Arm in arm, Sol and Scott went out. As they were passing by the secretaries' office, Sol suddenly twisted her ankle, and she exclaimed, sounding very much in pain.