Sophia's heart jolted the moment she heard the word "worker," like someone had hit her in a sore spot.
She instinctively felt fear, terrified that the worker Liam had called was here to expose her.
The chair felt like it had grown spikes—she could hardly sit still.
But the panic only lasted a moment before she calmed down.
That worker had been arranged by her father, paid a large sum of money, and had promised never to reveal anything. How could he possibly betray them?
Only a handful of people knew the truth from back then—Liam couldn't have found out. It had to be a coincidence—just a coincidence.
Sophia repeated this to herself over and over again, trying to calm the storm of fear in her heart.
Meanwhile, Liam finished the call, calmly set his phone down on the table, and picked up his chopsticks again.
Augustus looked at him with confusion. "Why did you suddenly call a worker to the estate? What's going on?"
