Sophie was earnestly discussing with Godfery Shaw.
In recent years, her family hadn't talked about Godfery Shaw in front of her, but she had heard people outside mention what happened on the day she was born.
So she felt that she should try to get along with the "Mr. Shaw" in front of her.
Godfery Shaw looked at the child before him, his eyes somewhat complex. After a long time, he finally spoke: "Okay."
He didn't know why he agreed, maybe the days of waiting alone for Amelia were too lonely, and having such a lively child around seemed pretty good.
Sophie immediately smiled, her eyes full of joy and brightness. "Alright, it's settled then. I'll come to play here for half a day on odd-numbered days. Don't worry, I'll have Grandpa bring me food, so I won't trouble you."
Godfery Shaw wanted to say that one more meal wouldn't be a problem, but he remained silent.
Instead, he asked: "Why odd-numbered days?"
