In the car.
Sophia Jackson glanced at Oliver Nelson from time to time: "Oliver, if you're feeling upset, you can talk to me about it. Don't worry, I won't laugh at you."
Oliver looked at her, his voice gentle: "What do you want to hear me talk about?"
Sophia crossed her arms and sat up straight: "It depends on what you're willing to share with me."
The reason she knew about Oliver's past was from Lyra Smith.
At first, she was shocked and couldn't believe it. How could a father be so biased? To prefer cultivating a mediocre illegitimate child instead of giving the chance to his talented eldest son.
Later, she realized that her thoughts were a bit naive.
She herself was born in such a powerful family as the Jackson Family, and the corruption and filth of such families were never surprising, regardless of what happened.
"Sophia."
Oliver by her side called her name.
Sophia gathered her thoughts: "Hmm?"
