Jacob Smith looked at the villa's surroundings, full of disdain.
This kind of place to let Sophie live?
Seriously.
His family's estate is much better, with large stretches of greenery and a lake; the environment is better than here.
"Jacob, you're here?" Sophie Wilson came down after taking a shower and changing clothes.
The disdain in Jacob Smith's eyes was completely replaced by excited innocence: "Sophie!"
"How did you end up here?" Sophie asked with amusement, "I'm really surprised."
"After not seeing you for so many years, I knew you were available to meet me, so of course I came immediately." Jacob's beautiful eyes curved like crescents, "Did you miss me?"
"Of course." Sophie smiled and patted Jacob on the shoulder, "Well, you seem more mature than before, much more manly."
"Of course." Jacob puffed out his chest, smiling smugly, "I am a man of responsibility."
So, could kick Charles Seymour to the curb and follow him.
"I baked some cookies." Sophie said happily.
