The early morning sunshine comes from the mountainside, bringing warmth without losing the chill that has not dissipated at night. Just like the man in front of me. Wearing an expensive black suede suit, well-tailored, it perfectly modified his 186cm tall figure. He just stood by the window, his hands in his pockets, his back facing the door and the sofa. This was the first time Sophia saw the second son of the Smith family. She couldn't see his expression, but she saw that he had a tall and straight figure, and he exuded an aura that kept strangers away, which made people shudder. It is said that the second son of the Smith family accidentally hit a railing while playing football when he was a child, and hurt his eye with a sharp instrument. Since then, he has been living in this old castle and does not want to communicate too much with others.
Sophia thought for a while and decided to take the initiative to say hello. ''Hello! I am Sophia, your...wife''
Before the last word wife could be uttered, he was interrupted by a clear male voice, "Sit down."

At this time, the man slowly turned around. He had fair skin, a straight bridge of nose, thin lips with a hint of red, and a pair of black sunglasses under his thick black eyebrows. His black hair was also combed meticulously and exuded. Light fragrance.
After saying that, the man immediately sat on the main sofa.
It was silent, and there was a slightly awkward atmosphere in the air.
"I......"
"you......"
"You say it first." Sophia quickly changed her words.

"What do you want to say?" The man asked again unhurriedly.
The two spoke almost at the same time every time. This tacit understanding is also rare.
"You speak first." Sophia spoke again, and picked up the coffee next to the table and drank it to cover up her embarrassment.
''You are my wife now. We have never met before. You can live in this castle, just talk to Kate or the housekeeper if you need anything. There is a cinema and some entertainment facilities in the building, as well as a public library. You can find almost everything you want here. But you can't go to the fifth floor. There is nothing there. We will have breakfast together every Monday and Thursday morning, and we will have breakfast together every Wednesday and Friday evening. Have dinner, and you are free at other times. Of course, you can continue to live in your current room. I will not go. Finally, you cannot leave this castle.

Sophia was originally worried about some problems with getting along with her in the future, but she didn't expect that she was completely over-worried. She wanted to ask why, but before she could ask, she was ordered to be kicked out.
"Okay, you can go." The man also picked up the coffee next to the table and took a sip.
When Sophia saw this, she didn't want to ask any more questions. Thinking that the days ahead would be long, she left first.
The man looked at Sophia's back to the back, a little absent-minded. His eyes were covered by black sunglasses. No one knew what he was thinking except himself.
''Can I know your name? I think I should have this right.'' Sophia suddenly turned around and asked.
The man obviously didn't expect this scene and choked on his coffee. He put the coffee back on the table, opened his thin lips and said, "Michael Smith."
"OK", knowing what she wanted to know, Sophia was very happy and turned around and left immediately. She asked a valet on the road where the library was, and then went to the library.
After Sophia left, Michael also got up and left the small living room through another door. The sun was still shining brightly on the small crystal table.
Michael returned to his study, sat on the recliner, and answered a phone call.
"How is she?"
"I have no idea."
"You haven't seen her yet?"
"seen."
"Do you have any idea?"
"No idea."
"Do you think she knows about this?"
"I don't know. I still need to observe it for a while. This is it for now.''
We don’t know who Michael is talking to or what “this thing” refers to. Michael held the phone in his hand and turned it over, as if he was thinking about something.
He turned on the computer and took up the library monitor. Sophia was sitting on a small soft chair by the window reading. The golden sunlight fell on the tips of her hair and the bridge of her straight and small nose. Half of her face was in the light and half in the shadow. His white fingers landed on the pages of the book, sliding and turning. The pages turned one after another, and Michael looked a little lost in thought. After zooming in on the monitor screen, it was clear that she was reading Tagore's "Birds". I don't know when, she closed the book and looked out the window dreamily, with a trace of sadness in her eyes under her eyelashes.
Sophia was lost for a while, then suddenly thought of something, and picked up her phone to do something. But suddenly he looked up and looked around, and sure enough he saw the camera, so he put the book back on the shelf and returned to his room.
Sophia carefully checked her room, thinking: It shouldn't be so perverted, so I should install a camera in my room.
After some inspection, nothing was found, and there were no bugs. Sophia breathed a sigh of relief before picking up her phone and making a call.
"It's me. Has the money arrived?"
"How is my father?"
"I don't want to care about what happened to you and Max in the past, but this money must go into the company's account, and you don't want to take advantage of it."
"Now that everyone is tied together, it will not be good for you and your daughter if the company goes bankrupt. If you still want your daughter to live a life without worries about food and clothing, it is best not to meddle in the company's affairs at will."
Every word of Sophia's words was sonorous and powerful, and she didn't give in. Also, except for the companies founded by her father and mother, there is nothing for her to worry about. After getting a definite reply from her stepmother Diana, Sophia put down her phone with peace of mind.
Life is always unsatisfactory, but everything will get better!