Sophia Cloud couldn't move.
In her heart, she was actually very repulsed, to be precise, the mere sight of this man inexplicably annoyed her, and she didn't know what she truly felt deep down inside.
"What are you doing? What on earth are you up to? Let go of my hand at once, or don't blame me for being rude," Sophia said, her eyes filled with coldness, without a hint of tenderness.
Of course, Leo Harrell naturally wasn't swayed by this, as none of it was of much use to him.
"Do you have me in your heart? Sophia Cloud, do you have room for me in there?!" Leo Harrell asked again, his tone much more certain than before, naturally.
Sophia Cloud slowly lifted her head, glanced at him coldly, and said indifferently, "No."
Only she knew that her hands were tightly clenched, as if she feared her voice would tremble.
Leo Harrell frowned instantly, while Sophia Cloud's heart pounded wildly, yet Leo Harrell's own heart ached faintly as he looked into Sophia's eyes.