"Grace Wilson, why so bitter?" Julian Campbell retorted bluntly, "You’re not the one being proposed to with the Heart of Love."
"Of course it isn’t ." Grace Wilson had been looking noticeably thinner lately, and despite the heavy foundation, the dark circles under her eyes couldn’t be fully covered. She appeared gloomy and unsettling.
"At least I have enough self-awareness not to chase fantasy happiness with a fake. All are Seymour Family mbers, yet worlds apart." Grace Wilson sneered at Sophie Wilson as if looking at a clown, "Sophie Wilson, has your rich playboy proposed to you?"
Due to the close proximity to the stage, Ophelia Wilson heard Grace’s words clearly.
Ophelia Wilson slowly curled her lips in a smug smile; Jas Reed’s marriage to her was as good as settled. The man she’s marrying has real clout and gets things done in the Seymour Family, far superior to Charles Seymour.
Even if the family eventually learned of Sophie’s identity, she wouldn’t be afraid.
For the Wilson Clan’s interests, she would forever remain the Wilson Clan’s daughter.
Not to ntion, today, she is about to be the center of attention online, basking in grandeur; could Sophie even compare?
An alley rat ought to stay quietly in the gutter rather than co out and annoy her without cause.
"Mr. Reed, may I interview you?" The host approached with a smile, holding up the microphone.
"Of course." Jas Reed replied, without letting go of Ophelia Wilson’s hand.
"Oh my, my eyes are going blind from the brilliance of that diamond ring." The host exclaid dramatically, covering their eyes.
The crowd in the venue was amused by the host, with so joining in the clamor, shouting, "We’re going blind too!"
"Alright, it seems I’m not the only ’victim’ here, so I’m relieved." The host jokingly asked, "So, may I ask, Mr. Reed, how much did this engagent ring cost?"
"No amount could compare to my affection for Ophelia." Jas Reed replied with a smile, turning to gaze affectionately at Ophelia Wilson, his happiness seemingly emanating from every pore, sweet like there were pink bubbles floating around.
"Then on behalf of Ophelia’s fans, may I ask when the big day is set?" The host held the microphone to Jas Reed, seeking benefits for the fans.
"I still need to go ho to discuss with my parents and Ophelia’s parents together. Once it’s settled, we’ll definitely let everyone know." Jas Reed spoke, not forgetting to glance at Ophelia Wilson, smiling indulgently, considering her situation.
"Oh dear... too sweet, my teeth can’t handle it." The host covered their face with one hand, pretending to suffer from a toothache, yet amidst this "pain", he still interviewed Ophelia Wilson, "Ophelia, are you overwheld by the sweetness too?"
Ophelia Wilson softly bit her lower lip, unable to contain her blissful smile; her shy deanor incited excited screams from her fans on site.
"Did you see that? She’s going to be the rightful daughter-in-law of the Seymour Family. You..." Grace Wilson took the chance to bitterly mock Sophie Wilson, not letting any opportunity slip by, "You managed to snatch my family’s assets, now try and steal Ophelia’s spotlight too! Go on, I dare you!"
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