Chapter 285 Facing The Threat Of Death

After being absent for several years, Sophia Blake bore no resemblance to the glamorous and charming lady Skye Crawford remembered. Her once youthful face, pampered in beauty salons, now appeared swollen and saggy due to lack of financial support. The scent of high-end perfume had vanished, replaced by the simple smell of laundry detergent. The sofa in the house was long and space-limited. Skye Crawford avoided sitting next to Sophia Blake, so she fetched a chair from the dining room. They sat facing each other with a coffee table in between.