As Richard observed the man, he realized that the latter was completely unaware of their presence.
Compared to the White Ancestor, his father was clearly just a small junior.
"Eh…" He was surprised.
Suddenly, he saw an elegant mature woman with her hair tied up neatly, wearing a light blue dress adorned with dark blue lace around her waist.
The reason for his surprise—was because the woman was Sophia.
Then he saw his father, Edward Skylight, smiling warmly at her.
"Sophia…" he greeted softly, and Richard had to admit—his father's voice carried a magnetic charm that seemed almost intoxicating.
But Sophia's face turned into a frown.
"Are you here just for a short visit?" she asked cynically.
It was clear she held some grievance, but Edward only smiled.
"What if it's only for a while? You'd still be happy, wouldn't you?" he said, reaching for Sophia's hand and pulling her closer.
"You!" Sophia gasped, but because he pulled her in, she fell into Edward's embrace.
