Old Mrs. Wilson has navigated the business world for so many years; when has he ever been reprimanded like this?

Especially by a member of the younger generation.

The fact that he’s here talking to her is all because of Charles’s influence; otherwise, just based on her?

Sophie Wilson watched the changing expressions on Old Mrs. Wilson’s face and amusingly remarked, "Old Mrs. Wilson, you should go find your good son-in-law instead of wasting time here with me."

Not even bothering to hide his emotions, Old Mrs. Wilson is truly something else.

Her father cared so much about Old Mrs. Wilson, yet to him, profit definitely outweighs family bonds.

Compared to Old Mrs. Wilson, Old Mrs. Wilson’s consistent affection for Emerie Wilson makes her seem more charming and genuine.

"Sophie Wilson, everything was fine, why do you insist on causing trouble?" Old Mrs. Wilson kept an eye on the setting, lowering his voice to ask Sophie Wilson.

He originally wanted to have a good talk with her. After all, they’re family, isn’t it necessary?

Now it seems, Sophie Wilson is indeed very ruthless.

"Why do you insist on putting your father in such a difficult position, don’t you feel any pity for him?" Old Mrs. Wilson’s accusations made Sophie Wilson laugh, nodding as she asked, "Have you ever thought about how Emerie’s actions, and the way you cover them up for profit? How does my dad feel?"

"He’s your child too, why should he be hurt by your favoritism?" Sophie Wilson asked coldly.

"You’re simply unreasonable!" Old Mrs. Wilson cursed in a low voice.

"If I’m unreasonable, then don’t bother with me. Did I beg you to come over?" Sophie Wilson’s question turned Old Mrs. Wilson’s face red and white, before he slammed the table and left angrily.

As Old Mrs. Wilson left, Sophie Wilson disdainfully scrunched her nose.

At this moment, Charles Seymour carried two stir-fried dishes over, placed them down, and asked, "What did he want?"

"He came to justify his shamelessness. Unfortunately, I didn’t play along; I exposed him directly." Sophie Wilson sneered.

Charles nodded, placed the dishes down, and continued to fetch two more plates along with the noodles.

"The noodles are so chewy!" Sophie Wilson took a bite of the noodles and sighed, "The soup is tasty too!"

Charles said nothing but grabbed an empty bowl and scooped half the noodles over.

If he didn’t distribute it beforehand, Sophie would definitely finish it all without touching the vegetables.

Sophie Wilson propped her cheek with one hand, squinting at Charles Seymour with a smile, and happily said, "Hey, I find dating has its perks."

Charles Seymour looked at Sophie Wilson with a puzzled expression, waiting for her answer.

"You can order lots of different things and eat together, avoiding waste and experiencing various flavors," Sophie Wilson was quite satisfied with the current situation.

Charles Seymour squinted his eyes in obvious displeasure.

"Of course, the most important thing is you being beside me; seeing you every day makes me so happy, like every day is a festival!" Sophie Wilson hurriedly added.

As soon as she spoke, the gloomy atmosphere around them instantly dissipated.

Sophie Wilson couldn’t help but internally roll her eyes; sometimes, he can really be petty.

But he’s easy to cheer up indeed.

As Sophie Wilson pondered this, she secretly laughed in her heart; her Mr. Seymour is indeed cute.

"Let’s eat," Charles Seymour pushed the bowl towards Sophie Wilson, reminding her. Watching her smile like that, he didn’t even need to think; her little schemes were running wild again.

His Sophie is truly mischievous. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Well, he likes her mischief; he’s truly entrapped by her.