Before Gabriel could speak, Sophia furrowed her brows and said, "Miss Foster, this is the Whites' family affair. I advise you not to interfere."
Amelia laughed and looked at Sophia, "But I am also a part of the Whites now, why can't I interfere?"
"Miss Foster," Sophia looked at her with a gentle tone, "The recognition ceremony has not been held yet, and your identity has not been revealed. So strictly speaking, you are not considered a part of the Whites. Besides, you and Snow have always been at odds, haven't you? So why bother meddling with her affairs now?"
Sophia was anxious in her heart. Snow's memory was still intact, which meant she knew too much. She absolutely could not let Snow be sent to the Police Station, or the consequences would be unimaginable.
Her voice was gentle, and her tone was friendly, even wearing a smile of elder affection on her face.
However, her words were hidden with thorns.
