Chapter 225

James paid no attention to the maid in front of him. Instead, he draped a bathrobe over Sophie.

Sophie glanced at the maid, who lowered her head in a semblance of fright as if she had witnessed a scene she shouldn’t have.

Such innocence reminded her of Nichole.

Bea, ever so attentive, knew of James‘ fondness for Nichole and had thus specifically chosen someone with a similar disposition.

Sophie asked, “What’s your name?”

“Ma’am, my name is Calla.” Calla was timid but conducted herself with propriety.

Sophie nodded. “It’s not time for my breakfast yet. From now on, I only want Marian to prepare my breakfast. Do you understand?”

“Ma’am, Bea has given Marian a long vacation. Could you tell me what time you usually have breakfast? I can prepare it in advance.”

Bea usually favored Marian. It seemed she was

“Eight

stepped

from the bathroom and approached Sophie.

“Okay.”

were still husband and wife, so she didn’t act

she did not see Sophie coming down. “Hasn’t she gotten

to sleep in a bit more.” James intercepted the blame, well aware that his grandmother disliked

It was

James. It was Sophie who didn’t want

family? She forgot how she used to please me. She was so eager to become a

his tone carrying a hint of warning. “Grandma, today is not a workday. She deserves some rest.” “Well, you care more about your wife than me now.” Bea switched to a joking tone,

“Of course.”

of soup from the kitchen

without a

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