"Mom!" Ophelia called out, but the call had already been disconnected, causing her to frown. "What happened?" James asked with concern, "Did Aunt Taylor and the others come?" "Yes." Ophelia sighed heavily, "My parents came to visit the set. They made a special trip, and I’m worried they’ll be exhausted." Ophelia is a "thoughtful" person, using such concern and worry to explain why she was a bit upset earlier. "Let’s go over there." James said with a smile, "Don’t keep Uncle Wilson and them waiting." Thıs content belongs to 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝•𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝘯𝘦𝘵 "Okay." Ophelia forced a smile and nodded, accompanying James to take the elevator downstairs. She was still calculating in her mind, thinking maybe she wouldn’t encounter Sophie, but if she did... well, she’d deal with it then. Ophelia and James entered the buffet restaurant and saw Clarissa and Mason sitting across from someone. Her mind buzzed, as if all the blood in her body rushed to her brain. Everything turned black, and she swayed slightly. No, no... What she meant was, why is Sophie having breakfast here today? She hadn’t seen Sophie at the buffet restaurant before. "Ophelia, you’re here?" Clarissa looked up and greeted Ophelia enthusiastically. "Dad, Mom." Ophelia suppressed her surprise and walked over with a smile. "James is here too." Mason smiled and looked at James. "Aunt Taylor, Uncle Wilson." James greeted politely. "Aunt Taylor, you guys go ahead and eat, I won’t bother you." Sophie said as she stood up. Clarissa immediately stopped her, "Sophie, let’s eat together." "No thanks, Aunt Taylor. My boyfriend’s waiting for me over there." Sophie said, mischievously blinking, "I haven’t seen him in a long time, so I want some time alone with him." Upon hearing this reason, Clarissa smiled and replied understandingly, "Alright, then we won’t disturb you two." In truth, she felt incredibly frustrated inside. Sophie still trusts Charles more than she trusts them. As Clarissa watched Sophie leave, she turned around and asked Ophelia with a hint of reproach, "Sophie is in the same crew filming with you, why didn’t you tell me?" Ophelia had been prepared for this. Now, as Clarissa questioned her, she wasn’t anxious but smiled and said, "Mom, the crew hasn’t done any publicity. The director plans to do promotions after all filming is completed and close to the release. I can’t just casually reveal it to the people around me." She was keeping Sophie’s involvement a secret for the sake of the crew; even if Clarissa wanted to argue, Ophelia’s reasoning was solid. "Would I really leak the news?" Clarissa didn’t believe Ophelia’s excuse. Ophelia deliberately didn’t tell her Sophie was here. "Alright, Ophelia is considering the crew; let’s eat first." Mason stood up to mediate and gently squeezed Clarissa’s arm, saying, "I’ll get you something to eat." "Dad, I’ll go with you." Ophelia quickly rose and followed Mason to get food. She didn’t take anything first, opting to pour a glass of hot milk, smiling, "Mom’s favorite milk." Mason looked at Ophelia and truly felt conflicted inside. Clarissa always said Ophelia already knew, but is it true? Seeing Ophelia always so sensible, he really found it hard to believe.