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to Sophie. "Thank you for your time, Sophie," he said.                                                                                   
     
    "And you, Mr. Sandalwood," one of the others, Chris, added, who literally looked identical to Mike.                                                                                   
    "My pleasure," Mr. Sandalwood grinned, and gave Sophie an assuring and excited wink. Sophie blinked, confused.              
     
    Adam's work agents left and as soon as the door shut on their disappearance, Mr. Sandalwood and the others started cheering loudly, all except from Christie.

 
     
    Chapter Seven
    The lie
     
    "Why're you cheering for?" Sophie asked, puzzled.                                                                                                               
    "You're getting married, ah ha, ah ha, you're getting married, ah ha, ah ha!" Mr. Sandalwood started dancing with Christie all around the room.                                                                                    
     
    "Me? Getting married? To who?" Sophie jumped at the thought that Mr. Sandalwood was going to propose to her.                                         
    "To Adam Attenborough, of course," Bessie cheered.                                                                                                  
    Sophie looked at them all, dumbfounded. She suddenly realized what was going on. They had eavesdropped at her conversation with Mike at the wrong parts. However, she didn't want to ruin their good mood. So she went along with the chat.              
     
    "You should so agree to the marriage," Bessie gushed.                                                                                   
    "Hmmm. Maybe I should. I mean, we've been dating for ages." Sophie coughed, smiling modestly. She was starting to tell stories now.                            
     
    "Really?" Mr. Sandalwood said, now looking even more excited. "Why didn't you tell us?"                                                                                                               
    "Because I was embarrassed. I thought you'd laugh at me, 'cause I'm dating some business boss," Sophie shrugged casually.                                                                                                  
    "Why would we laugh? Oh, you're so lucky lucky lucky!" Bessie chanted. "I've wanted to get married for ages, but I'm not much of a looker, am I?"                                                                                                                
    "Well, do the looks matter?" Sophie smiled. "It's what matters on the inside."              
     
    "You're so right," Mr. Sandalwood said, as if he were joining in a girly chat.                                                       
     
    "But you're still really pretty, Soph'," Bessie insisted. "Men nowadays don't really aim for the ugly ones.”