"Well, if she were an elder in my family... I’d want to hit her too! Damn, I’m spending my own family’s money, what’s it got to do with her?"
"The point is, she’s Ophelia Wilson’s aunt, what’s the relation to Sophie Wilson? You can’t just say she’s soone’s elder because they have the sa last na, right? What if they have the sa full na? If she shared a na with a criminal, would she be pulled in for the death penalty?"
"Although the lawyer’s letter seems a bit ’formal’, it’s not wrong. In front of everyone, why would she say that about soone? If anyone said that to , I’d want to breathe a little fire just like that. I wouldn’t say I can’t afford a lawyer... Sophie Wilson is badass; that’s the way to go!"
"Do you think it was Sophie Wilson who did this or was it Charles Seymour? Sophie Wilson totally relies on Charles Seymour, doesn’t she?"
"What’s the problem with Charles Seymour doting on his girlfriend? Why are you jealous? Are you resentful of the rich or is your boyfriend just not good to you?"
Online discussions almost drove Erie Wilson crazy as she kept track of things in front of her computer. She picked up the phone and directly called Ophelia Wilson: "Ophelia, how could Charles Seymour do this? Did you talk to Jas Reed? Can’t he control his brother?"
"Auntie, Jas can’t do anything about it either. Uncle Seymour has already broken off relations with Charles Seymour, even Uncle Seymour can’t do anything, what can Jas do?" Ophelia Wilson said helplessly.
"Then what should I do? Do I really have to apologize to Sophie Wilson? I’m not doing it." Erie Wilson was infuriated.
"Auntie... hello?" Ophelia Wilson looked at the phone and frowned helplessly at the hang-up tone.
Right now, she doesn’t even have the ti to bother with Erie Wilson. Sophie Wilson actually dragged her into the ss with Grace Wilson, and now she has to take charge of the situation and extricate herself.
Fortunately, the post that Sophie Wilson’s hired people released only targeted Grace Wilson and Erie Wilson, so she could still clear herself from it.
Later online, it was revealed that ever since Grace Wilson held the press conference, Stephen Wilson took his mother Cassandra Lee sowhere unknown. Not only did they not visit the arrested Lily Warren, but they also completely ignored Grace Wilson.
Netizens truly learned sothing tonight; the Wilson family gave them a profound understanding of shalessness.
Charles Seymour, looking at the online aftermath, nodded in satisfaction, "Well done."
The people in the eting room stood up in fear and humility, repeatedly waving their hands saying it was no trouble.
After all, they received a generous bonus from their boss, and besides, their boss is usually so reserved; this task was just sothing they were paid to do.
Now, their boss even thanked them... it made these elites tremble; what got into their usually unflappable boss?
Isn’t it terrifying?
The crowd watched as their boss left. As soon as the eting room door closed, soone muttered softly, "I don’t know if it’s just , but it feels like the boss is a bit rushed? Our boss is always so poised, like a mountain won’t faze him, what could make him so anxious?"
Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a silence envelop the room, plunging the atmosphere into an extrely eerie state, making his heart skip a beat. He stamred, "Did I say sothing wrong? Why are you all looking at like that?"
"Don’t spend all day on the computer. Interact with people more, or it’ll affect your IQ."
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