Sophia Cloud did not argue with her.
After all, what Grace Harrell said was the truth; compared to her, wasn't she just skin and bones?
"Did Evelyn Smith bully you again? I didn't have time to come over yesterday. I planned to visit you in a few days, but who knew you would come today?" Grace Harrell's face was overflowing with smiles, her skin tanned to a bronze color, which surprisingly suited her well.
Evelyn Smith had bullied her not once or twice, but in the past few years, she had not been in West Hill and had no way to find her.
When Sophia Cloud thought of what Evelyn had said last night, she hesitated for a moment and then shook her head.
——"You haven't seen your nephew yet, come and take a look."
She took her hand and headed towards Arthur. Hearing a familiar voice, Arthur turned his head and rushed into her arms. Standing by the side, Leo Harrell watched with displeasure.