"Little Sophie, don't be so tense, I'm doing well." Christopher Smith saw the nervous expression on Sophie Smith's face and couldn't help but comfort her.
"I'm sorry, Dad, it's my fault. I should have taken better care of you. I shouldn't have trusted Oliver Johnson." Sophie Smith felt a bit guilty.
"Little Sophie, what are you saying!" Christopher Smith frowned in displeasure, "Mr. Johnson has treated me well. He specifically hired a medical team to treat me. If it weren't for him, my health couldn't have improved." Christopher seemed not to like the tone Sophie just used. In his heart, Oliver Johnson was like a lifesaver.
"Dad, please don't trust him so easily. He's not a good person." Sophie Smith felt somewhat helpless.
"What do you mean by not a good person?" Christopher glared at her, "Little Sophie, you must know gratitude and repayment. I won't allow you to speak about Mr. Johnson this way."
