"What exactly is it?" Sophie Foster was intrigued, eager to find out.
"Sophie, you're about to go abroad. The less you know, the better."
Mellisa Winsor didn't plan to inform her and gently rubbed her warm little arm, "I've arranged everything. Someone will take care of you on the way, and when you arrive overseas, your parents will be there. You'll adapt to life there, and your health will gradually improve."
"Grandma, but I can't bear to leave you..."
Sophie Foster's eyes were brimming with tears, she tearfully said, "I also can't bear to leave Julian... He's my future husband. I don't want him to be snatched away by other women, especially that Isabella Lindsey who caused my death. I want to get revenge on her..."
"Sophie, don't worry, I'll deal with that little wretch Isabella for you. As for Julian, when you come back with a new identity, I'll introduce you to him..." Mellisa had clearly made all kinds of future plans.
