Chapter 293

Sophia, pressing her wireless Bluetooth earpiece with one hand, coolly told Daniel on the phone, "Sorry, I'm not exactly thrilled about being a member of the Crawley family."

Brandon cut the call short.

Sophia turned to look at him.

Brandon looked back at her with the same calm demeanor.

"Some things you say can't be taken back. Sophia, I get where you're coming from with the hurt and anger, and I'll make sure they give you the apologies and respect you deserve. Parents are a hand you're dealt, not something I can choose. Don't lump their issues on me. With parents like mine, I'm a victim too."

Sophia pursed her lips and stayed silent.

"Sophia."

Brandon called her name, about to say more, but Sophia quietly cut him off.

comes to shove, I'm out for myself. I've got zero interest in being a Crawley, and even less in dealing with Yolanda. The best favor you can do for me

to

said

stood still, his gaze steady on her. "Sophia,

then?" she retorted

be treated like a human. Anything we achieve must have an ulterior motive, must be because we sold our bodies, or

the struggle of being torn between two sides. And don't start with 'you can change them.' We're all adults with our own deep-seated views. No one can sway anyone else's mind or

fit, it doesn't fit. Trying to break them in just adds new scars on old wounds, tearing and healing over and over. Swapping shoes is

like a shoe store, and I can't dictate the store's style or taste, but I can choose which store I place myself in,

but that doesn't mean I'll let it slide. Only an impotent man gets stuck in the middle, don't worry

my dad and hand the company to me for a reason—he knew

bit her lip, staying

to you again, whether by phone or in life, don't bother with them. Just forward it to me, and I'll

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