Sophia knew very well how much William was interested in Hazel. After all, she had been in Hazel's position years ago, ending up in William's bed the same way.

With a mocking smile, she said, "You're definitely his type."

But Hazel wasn't playing her cards as well as she could have.

Hazel bit her lip, wearing an expression of embarrassment, acting as if she didn't understand. "Sophia, what are you talking about? I don't understand."

Sophia cursed internally, but ...