"What on earth is Sophie Wilson trying to do?!" Grandpa Wilson was trembling with anger, nearly smashing the laptop in front of him.
"Grandpa, my identity..." Ophelia Wilson looked at Grandpa Wilson with difficulty.
"Don't worry, I said you're my granddaughter, so you are my granddaughter!" Grandpa Wilson said firmly, while glancing at James Reed, "James, Ophelia is the granddaughter I've cherished since she was little. Even if she isn't my son's biological child, in my heart, she's as dear as family. Do you understand?"
At this moment, Grandpa Wilson's attitude was really like an elder using all his strength to protect his kin, steadfastly standing as a strong support for his granddaughter, even knowing she is stronger than him.
James Reed nodded heavily, sincerely saying, "I understand, Grandpa Wilson. Rest assured, my feelings for Ophelia have nothing to do with whether she is part of the Wilson Clan."
"Grandpa, James..." Ophelia was so touched that she almost cried.
