Sophia Chang's eyes flashed with a hint of cruelty, and she murmured, "I can't be blamed for this. If my parents weren't so biased towards sons and intended to leave everything to him, I wouldn't have..."
Nathan adjusted his black-framed glasses on his face and whispered, "So you shouldn't feel guilty about what happened back then. How old was he when your parents had the accident? A three-month-old baby, so lucky to inherit such wealth? Won't it shorten his life?"
"In fact, we helped him. He gave up his fortune to avoid disaster; otherwise, how could he have grown up so safely?"
These words greatly comforted Sophia Chang.
She wasn't truly a vicious person, but in the face of vast inheritance and a testament that gave her obligations without rights, she simply chose the former.
"You're right. If it wasn't for me, he wouldn't even be alive in this world." Sophia Chang smiled and slowly regained herself, "Since he's come looking, we need to wrap this up once and for all."
