Sophia and Rachel arrived at Ethan's office, their hearts pounding with anticipation. They knew that this was it – the final confrontation.
As they stepped inside, Ethan looked up from his desk, a smug smile spreading across his face. "Ah, Sophia," he said, his voice dripping with condescension. "I've been expecting you."
Sophia's eyes narrowed. "Ethan, it's over," she said, her voice firm. "I know all about your little scheme, and I'm not going to let you get away with it."
Ethan's smile faltered for a moment, but then he regained his composure. "I don't know what you're talking about," he said, his voice smooth as silk.
Sophia laughed, a cold, hard sound. "Don't play dumb, Ethan," she said. "I have all the evidence I need to take you down."
Ethan's eyes flickered with anger, but then he seemed to relax. "Very well," he said, his voice dripping with malice. "If you want to play it that way, then let's play."
With a sudden movement, Ethan pressed a button on his desk, and a screen behind him sprang to life. Sophia's eyes widened as she saw a video of her father, taken on the day he died.
The video showed her father arguing with Ethan, their voices raised in anger. And then, in a shocking moment, Ethan's face contorted with rage, and he lunged at Sophia's father.
Sophia's eyes filled with tears as she realized the truth. Ethan had killed her father.
Rachel's hand closed around Sophia's, offering her support. "We have him now," Rachel whispered.
But Ethan just smiled, a cold, calculating smile. "You'll never be able to prove it," he said, his voice dripping with confidence.
Sophia's eyes locked onto Ethan's, and she felt a surge of determination. She was going to make sure that Ethan paid for what he had done.