KARL POV

Walking out of Sophie's apartment, I marvelled at my good fortune. After learning more about her, and on Max's advise, I had gone looking for her. I pondered for a while before deciding it was the best strategy since I did not want the press to be all over me about the divorce, and I also needed a nanny for my four year-old son Davis, whom Claire had left me with.

I came across a little girl who begged me to assist her get home. I had grown a liking for the little girl who was so adorable and hard to resist and on finding out who she was I took her home to meet her mother too.

"Who would have thought that the little girl who I met on the street and who had begged for my help was Sophie own daughter." I muttered aloud as I walked away, turning to gaze at the house again.

"Max's advice was not so horrible after all." I grumbled to myself as I walked to my car, my thoughts racing with how I had found out about Sophie. Max's unexpected suggestion eased my concerns about what to do about my son and the divorce.

Breathless, Max entered my office while clutching his phone in his hand. He hurried all the way to my office, looking as though he had seen a ghost.

"I have the answer to all of this," Max said as he entered my office, trying to regain his breathe.

"What answers have you got that prompted you to storm into my office? I asked with a grimace on my face. I was not sure what he was talking about. Max was my buddy; we were not particularly close, but we came through for one other when it counted.

" Sorry, but you should see this." He replied as he motioned for me to take a look at his phone. I was unable to grasp what he was showing me on his phone, so I just gazed at it, speculating about the answers he wanted to show to me. It was the image of a very plainly clad woman. Although she was stunning, how would it solve anything? I wondered.

" What is all of this about?" I questioned, looking up into his face as if looking for answers that did not seem to come.

"You still do not get it, Anh?" He squirmed and moaned, frustrated. He was dissatisfied that I did not comprehend what he was attempting to show me and stated his disapproval.

" She looks like your wife, Karl." Max remarked, pointing at his phone. He sighed as he sat down. He appeared exhausted from the walk into my office and disappointed by my ignorance, as all joy faded from his face.

" I wondered how you are able to run a company as big as this, when you are unable to catch the slightest hint." He murmured as he exhaled irritably.

"Get out of my office, I would not tolerate any insult from you." I groaned in displeasure at his statement. He promptly apologised after seeing I was offended.

" I am sorry about that. I mean this answers all your problems." He stated again this time he tried to explain further not allowing me a chance to ponder on what answers he was referring too.

"The divorce, you can employ her to act as your babysister for your son. Although she has to dress like Claire so no one notices the difference, that way you can keep everything quiet. Hopefully Davis won't too." He remarked, peering into my eyes and I listened intently as he spoke. He appeared to be quite logical.

I had told Max about my worries about my son as I did not want him to notice his mother was gone as I did not want the news about the divorce to get out and we have been looking for a solution until now.

"You only need to sign a document that seals the arrangement, and at times tell her to attend public functions with you when necessary until you are ready to reveal the divorce." He added finally.

" Hmmm." I responded after pondering for a while. It seemed like a good idea but I had my reservations about it, wondering if it would work.

" No one can say no to me." I muttered to myself after a while as I turned to face Max who was eagerly anticipating my response.

" Get me every detail about her, I want to know everything, even what she had for breakfast today. Now get out." I mouthed motioning of him to leave my office.

"I will get right to it." Max responded as he left my office abruptly to get to get what I had asked. In addition to being my friend, Max served as my investigator, providing me with any information I need. He was Indeed a great guy.

About a few hours later, Max had gotten the details about her and sent the files to me. As soon as I got the details and was sure she had no criminal records I headed for her house, I met Selene on my way there. I immediately accepted to take her home when I realized who she was.

Sophie met us at the front porch and immediately I saw her I developed a sudden hatred for her. She was dressed shabbily and looked rather unkept and her striking resemblance with Claire made me hate her even more and I decided to proposed to marry her even though seeing her brought hurtful memories.

I had intended to offer her a job to be my son's baby sitter but seeing how much she looked like my Ex wife I thought of how I could as well use her to get back at Claire as well as fit in as my wife in public events. I saw her as the perfect solution to all my worries hoping she would suffice till I figured out a permanent solution.

Selene told me about her desire of wanting a Barbie doll for her birthday which was in a few days but her mother had told her she would have to wait until next year since she could not afford it. She had then decided that because her mother could not afford the present she desired, all she needed was a father and a husband for her mother. She wished for her mother's happiness as she claimed her mother has been treated poorly because she did not have a father.

I headed straight for the closest mall to get the doll. As much as I would love to make Selene happy sending a message to Sophie would not be a bad idea. So I decided on the perfect way to send Sophie the message.

" Pack this." I said after getting the doll as I got to the mall. I figured I would use it to send a message to Sophie since I had promised Selene I was going to get it for her and while it was packed my phone beeped. It was a message from my assistant Ryan.

" Mr Michael is around Sir and he wants to insists on speaking to you. Mr Michael was an important investor in the company and did not like discussing business with anyone but me whenever he was at the office. He was an important client and also Claire, my ex wife father.

Following the divorce, he had only contacted for business, as if he was utterly unaware that his daughter had left me. I did not bring it up, and we both went about business as if nothing had happened. I had to rush down to meet him. I groaned, deciding to have my assistant Ryan deliver the gift instead.

Soon afterwards i got to the office as I was close by and Ryan came out to meet me as soon as my car came to a halt. I ordered him to have the parcel delivered as I walked to meet Mr Micheal as he had been waiting for me.

" Take this, get the parcel out of my car and have it delivered to the address I just texted you." I said as i gave my car keys to him to get the parcel and have it delivered to Sophie's house as I walked to meet Mr Micheal.