Facing the name Sofia, Xiao Mo could not calm down. Various possibilities appeared in her mind, but she gradually denied each of them one by one, and it took a while before she slowly calmed down.
"Besides her name, do you know anything else? Like her background, identity, and... what exactly is her relationship with Monica?"
Jenny blinked, "Madam, I secretly took a photo!"
"Alright! Let me see!"
Jenny took out a printed photo from her bag. The photo was set in a luxurious banquet hall, the lighting somewhat dim, with a dozen crystal chandeliers and some suit-clad elite gentlemen. However, the most striking feature was a couple, the man mature and handsome, holding a glass of red wine, and the woman very young, with delicate features, wearing a low-V diamond-studded red strapless evening gown, her seaweed-colored red hair styled on top of her head, her small face close to the man's ear as if whispering something, her expression joyous, and the man also appeared very happy.
