Delilah had not heard the name Sophia in over a year. When she suddenly heard her grandson mention it, memories of the past flooded back, and her body trembled. “What Sophia? Have you lost your mind from playing poker? Where did this Sophia come from?”

She was furious that her two sons were useless despite giving birth to them. Even their own sons turned out to be just as worthless.

If she had known earlier about Sophia's capabilities and the wealth of Zoey's family, she would not have engaged in a bitter feud with Sophia and her mother. She also would not have sold off Sophia.

Delilah was not foolish. Given a choice between a consistent source of income and a one-time fortune, she would naturally opt for the former.

If it were not for Sophia holding a grudge against what happened in the past, Delilah would not have acted so harshly.

She knew Sophia blamed her for the death of her parents and resented the incidents from her childhood. That was why she brought Rupert to Jadeborough to ask Sophia for money three years ago.

Initially, she had intended to leverage her identity as Sophia's grandmother to exert pressure on her, but Sophia remained resistant. That was when Delilah contemplated taking things from Sophia's bag, as she was unwilling to part with a few hundred thousand dollars despite running a successful company.

Little did Delilah expect that Sophia would be ruthless enough to report them to the police.

Afterward, the situation continued to worsen. Last year, they took a stand to smear Sophia's reputation on behalf of someone else, and to their astonishment, Rupert ended up being arrested. Eventually, they were compelled to return all the money they had received to Sophia as compensation.

Delilah harbored a mixture of fear and hatred toward Sophia. When Jasper mentioned her name, Delilah's face twisted in anger as she impulsively grabbed a nearby broom and struck him with it.

Jasper skillfully dodged the broom a few times and exclaimed, “Grandma, I'm talking about Sophia Yarrow, my stunning and brilliant cousin! She's Aunt Rachel's daughter! I saw her! She's thriving now, even more beautiful than before. And guess what? She's driving not just one but two Bentleys! Do you even know what a Bentley is, Grandma? Each one is worth over a million, even two million! Ah, I doubt you can comprehend what I'm saying!”

At that moment, Jasper was determined to find Sophia. “Grandma, are you absolutely sure you didn't see Sophia?”

“No! Why would she come here? Is she here to settle old scores with us?” Delilah exclaimed.

“What score? Do you think our family owes her anything?” Jasper snorted. Remembering Sophia's words, he sneered, “She's achieved great success now. Why would she bother acknowledging poor relatives like us?”

Upon hearing Jasper's words, Delilah knew he was up to no good. She angrily threw the broom she was holding at him. “Don't you dare provoke her! She's not someone you can mess with, you hear me?”

“Grandma, it was incredibly foolish of you to have sold her off. Just look at how hot she is now! If only you had raised her, she could have been my wife!” Jasper exclaimed.

“What are you planning to do, huh?” Delilah raised her voice, but Jasper had already walked away, paying no heed to her calls. “Jasper? Jasper Sharp!”

After making a trip home and realizing Sophia had no interest in meeting them, Jasper did not even bother to enter the house.

He let out a snort. If she doesn't want to come home, then so be it! Let's see if she'll still act all high and mighty when I teach her a lesson later!

Meanwhile, Sophia remained unaware of Jasper's malicious intentions. She and the others went out for lunch, but due to the scorching midday sun, Sophia decided against taking Perrin for a walk.

Sophia instructed John to find a hotel, but unfortunately, there were no hotels in the village, only inns.

The inns in that village were unsuitable for accommodation. Despite being called inns, they offered minimal amenities, with only a wooden bed, a wooden chair, and a wooden table. Staying there for a night would raise significant hygiene concerns, but for a quick respite during the afternoon, it would not be a major issue.

They booked two rooms, with Sophia and Kylie sharing one and Perrin and John staying in the other.

The room was dirty, with dust covering the bedding. Both Sophia and Kylie hesitated to sit on the bed, so they cleaned the wooden chairs and sat on them instead.

With Perrin no longer present, Kylie had the opportunity to ask the questions that had been on her mind. Seizing the moment, she turned to Sophia and asked, “Sophia, did your mother have a difficult childhood?”

Sophia reached for a bottle and poured a glass of water for Kylie. “My mom doesn't talk much about her childhood.”

While Rachel rarely talked about her childhood, Sophia, being astute, could gather some clues whenever she accompanied her to visit Delilah.

Sophia placed the mineral water back on the table and took a sip from her glass. She glanced at Kylie and smiled gently. “I can deduce that my mom didn't have an easy childhood. When I was in elementary school, my mom used to tease me, saying that I couldn't even cook noodles properly. She would share stories about how she was already skilled in cooking at my age.”

Whenever Rachel shared those anecdotes with a smile, Sophia could not resist the urge to embrace her.

Sophia was initially unaware of Rachel's struggles, but as time passed, she learned more about her mother's past. This knowledge deepened Sophia's commitment to always be there for her, ready to offer comforting hugs whenever needed. If her childhood memories were pleasant, I wouldn't have needed to console her, would I?

Moreover, when Rachel told her that she had to learn how to cook at a young age, it was not difficult to imagine how miserable it was for a young lady who had never experienced any hardship before the age of ten when the human traffickers took her away.
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