"You silly child, look at you, you've scared young Sophia." Violet Zimmerman glared at her son and gently patted Sophia Hamilton's back.
"Thank you, Aunt," Sophia Hamilton jolted slightly and turned away, nodding to Violet Zimmerman, not because she disliked her but because she felt it was too much trouble for her.
Behind her, Evander Lancaster smoothly pulled Sophia Hamilton closer, one hand around her waist, the other casually playing with her ponytail, and said indifferently, "She wasn't scared by me, she was nervous seeing you. I promised to bring her home to let the elder take a look. But you went ahead and called Big Brother and Second Uncle back. Sophia isn't a product on display; how could she not feel nervous being watched like this?"
Violet Zimmerman...
Withdrew her hands and elegantly placed them crossed on her lap. She turned slightly to face her son over Sophia Hamilton, sighed unhappily.
