Lyra Smith reached out to help Sophia Jackson, but Sophia waved her hand nonchalantly, "No need, I can get up myself."
Lyra retracted her hand.
Then she watched as Sophia climbed up like an old woman, her movements slow and clumsy. Once she finally made it back to the sofa, her expression was not as calm as before.
"Lyra." She suddenly called out solemnly.
Lyra was startled, "Yes, what is it?"
Sophia asked, "Should I be addressing you as my aunt now?"
Lyra: "…"
Sophia leaned in closer and whispered, "What happened today?"
Lyra touched her nose with her hand.
Sophia asked, "Why so sudden?"
Lyra switched to touching her nose with her other hand, possibly trying to hide something.
Seeing Lyra's unnecessary movements, Sophia felt like laughing. She chuckled and then said, "It can't be that Uncle Jenson forced you to the civil affairs bureau, right?"
