Sophia Cloud, despite not having such doubts, naturally became more apprehensive whenever it came to her father.
Why would Harry Harrell suddenly seek her out without any reason, and why talk about this matter after so many years, and particularly today, of all days?
The key was that he actually mentioned Leo Harrell, the man she loved—could it be...?
As she walked, she pondered this, but then she suddenly felt she was overthinking.
"Sophia Cloud, what are you playing at? How could you possibly suspect Leo Harrell? He's been so good to you. Tsk, tsk, stop thinking about it."
After taking a deep breath to adjust her mindset, she continued with her work. As time ticked by, she felt increasingly unable to readjust her thoughts, her mind constantly wandering. She rubbed her temples, unable to understand why the tone and expression Harry Harrell had used when speaking earlier lingered in her mind.