Chapter 223

Sophie's smile froze briefly as she contemplated Cherry's uncanny resemblance to Cedric, which became more evident with each passing day. Frequently, she found herself gazing at her slumbering daughter, her mind filled with conflicting thoughts.

Upon noting Sophie's silence, Jeff's smile broadened affectionately. There was no longer a need to ask whose child Cherry was—the answer was clear.

Finally understanding, Cherry felt a mix of reluctance and conflict. After all, such a generous gift made it hard to dislike this kind-hearted old man, who seemed nothing like Cedric.

"Grandpa, did you come here by yourself?" Sophie diverted the topic. She had anticipated his visit after the recent news but had not expected him to come alone at his age.

"Don't underestimate me. I may be old, but I can still manage a cab ride." Jeff chuckled, glancing toward the living room window.

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Downstairs, Cedric gazed up at the top floor, a smile flickering on his lips, replaced quickly by a touch of mel