"What nonsense are you spouting?" Grace Wilson absolutely stood by Ophelia Wilson, fully supporting her.
"This bastard’s son has the nerve to question my boyfriend here, over such a trivial misunderstanding, rather than visiting his ’good father’ who cheats without a care for his original family."
"Such a person isn’t just shady, they’re downright vicious!"
"And those who associate with such a vicious bastard, what is their hearts if not dark?" Sophie Wilson stared intensely at Ophelia Wilson, a cold smile breaking at the corners of her mouth, "Don’t tell you are unaware of all this."
"If you’re unaware, what gives you the right to accuse my boyfriend? Who gave you that face?"
Sophie Wilson’s smile faded, her face now as if covered with frost: "Isn’t it just because my boyfriend doesn’t like to talk, doesn’t like to explain?"
"You feel you can just throw dirt on him like this! After angering his mother to death and taking his father away, isn’t it enough? You still want to taint his reputation outside?"
"Jas Reed, you’ve already got the Seymour Family, can’t you just let him have a way to live? Do you have to push him to a dead end?"
The last words Sophie Wilson shouted were tinged with sobs.
Everyone around was moved.
It was really that Charles Seymour’s background was too tragic.
Besides, just now soone had enlightened them on how Jas Reed was so glorious in the higher circles.
How can a bastard’s son be so glorious while the legitimate son remains obscure, nearly unheard of?
This, the hidden aning behind it, who can’t see through it?
Julian Campbell’s jaw almost hit the ground, making a pit.
His aunt really fought like a champ, seamlessly combining offense and defense.
Not only did she scold them, but she also threw all the dirt splashed on his uncle back at Jas Reed.
Bravo!
Truly bravo!
Ophelia Wilson was so anxious that her eyes turned red, wanting to say sothing, but every path was blocked by Sophie Wilson.
No matter how she explained, there were issues.
She was so furious she wanted to tear Sophie Wilson apart alive.
When she first learned about Sophie Wilson, she should have had soone take care of her.
If she had dealt with Sophie Wilson then, would there be today’s issues?
The director stood by, unsure if he should speak.
Fortunately, Sophie Wilson turned her head, saw the director, and sincerely said: "Sorry, director, I couldn’t hold back just now."
"My boyfriend doesn’t like to speak and has been bullied for so many years; I couldn’t hold back." Sophie Wilson pressed hard on the corners of her eyes, wiping away the tears that erged, "I’ll go touch up my makeup and continue filming, so I don’t delay the progress."
Sophie Wilson’s words greatly increased the director’s fondness for her, and he nodded: "Go adjust your mood, don’t push yourself too hard if it’s tough."
"It’s okay." Though clearly suffering, Sophie Wilson still smiled strongly, "My boyfriend is used to being slandered like this; I just couldn’t control my emotions."
Speaking, Sophie Wilson turned and glanced at certain people, leaving her fierce words in a firm tone: "Mark my words, if you want to bully my boyfriend, you’ll have to step over my dead body! Stop relying on my boyfriend being an honest man, easy to bully!"
Julian Campbell’s foot slipped; he nearly fell in shock.
His uncle... is an honest man?
He looked at Sophie Wilson as if seeing a deity in the sky, marveling at how his aunt managed to say this sentence without blushing or gasping for breath.
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